And It Is Grey

I have my health, and I have wealth.
I have your love, my love
but I don't feel it,
though I need it.

I have food, and shelter,
and life and time.
Infinity is almost mine.

I have faith,
and hope.
I could grasp and attain;
think, reason and command.
I will endure,
and can.

I have freedom.
Freedom to express,
and confess,
and confide,
though I don't have any desire to do so,
because today none of that matters.

I am the sky,
and it is grey.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.