• The line in which every human is defined,
    between color and the gray.
    The gray in which most will stray,
    lost in battle between the wars
    of everyday. Life holding on to the
    slim defined line, which keeps the
    human mind in it bonds to let go
    and unravel. Left naked wounded,
    out in the cold in the deep gray
    its emotionless abyss. Hope
    brings a mist of color, bringing
    you closer to the defined line
    of color and life. All that it hold
    for the confused mind.