love,charlette

i grew weary of the grey leaves and the blank horizon,

i used to stare at the grey leaves tree on my way to work when i was in Vietnam,

i looked at the blank colored sky above me as it puts me down harder to where i was before,

my surroundings doesnt seem to excite me,

i dont hear familiar noises anymore

those details that remind me of why i am where i am,

i pray, i pray, i solemnly pray,

the picture in my head will take its shape,

now its just a scatter pieces with dark, consuming items.

how did i end up like this?

how can i get out of this?