GrayButBeautiful

Creeping along a ravine at the edge of     .
The trees tiny swirls of pink and vibrant green awoken by the light orange and ocean blue mist low off the ground.
A lovely tea orange sun basks it's head slowly up the edge of the void.
The creatures slowly awake and a new day begins.
It is the last day for us terror comes.
The gates of black and gray misery on the doorstep of breathe
Dull stairs arch to a fatal demise
The gate keeper inserts the gray skull key into the lock and turns a mistake we have lost
I am the last but its all gray
No longer is there sun nor vibrant colors in the early morning but Ash and dull colors from the faint life of breathe we have gone for the into darkness and brought back a false hope and died for it. But it doesn't matter now it's all gray


-5ANDZ