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Color in the Gray

January 3, 2014
By BandGeekAndProud PLATINUM, Burlington, Massachusetts
BandGeekAndProud PLATINUM, Burlington, Massachusetts
23 articles 0 photos 49 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
Albert Einstein

I'm sure, now. I wasn't before, but I'm sure now. They're coming. It's coming. Coming for me.

Who? Oh, you know, don't pretend. They took you, too. And then They made you like Them. That's the worst part. You were special, a spot of color in a dark world, but They took you and dragged you down under the ground and made you like Them.

You're Gray now. I'm sorry.

I'm alone. I have to fight for myself. I can hear Them, see Them, feel Them already beginning to take control. Icy tendrils of darkness creeping into my mind. They push their way through all of the cracks and gaps, and it's like trying to plug up the holes in a sinking ship while water rushes in and you know you're going down, know you're sinking, and oh, God, I can't stop it, can't keep it out, I can't, I can't!

I can't do this.

My mind clears. It's funny. I have a front row seat. I can watch as I am drained of color, of reason, of myself and filled back up with emptiness. Apathy is setting in, a crushing weight on my chest stifling all resistance. Maybe I'm already too far gone.

They have me.

Yes, They have me. Snatches of song, fragments of memories, names and faces of friend and foe alike - they're all fading, now. Even you have almost been completely wiped from my mind.The Gray does not discriminate. It knows only sameness. My hands are cold. The Gray is cold.

They've gotten all but my very core, now. Inside this cold, lifeless husk lives a single spark. If I can bury it deep enough, down beneath layer after layer of sameness, maybe it will go unnoticed - and survive? Survive. You would have liked that, I think. Before. A small rebellion, you would have said.

But...rebellion against... against what? I can't... I can't remember...

No, I remember, I remember the spark.

Spark? What spark? There is no spark.

<the spark the COLOR i remember i remember YOU>

There is no 'I.' There is no 'you.'

<im losing it im sorry imsorry>

There is only the Gray.


There is only the Gray.

<i am...>


I am the Gray.

The author's comments:
I don't really like explaining what my pieces mean, but I will say that I intentionally left things vague. It's not that I just wasn't creative enough to make the story clearer.

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This article has 2 comments.

on Jan. 6 2014 at 2:05 pm
haley101 DIAMOND, Windsor, Connecticut
70 articles 5 photos 195 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

― Mary Oliver

This is very good! In fact, I think the ambiguity of this piece proves it to be more creative, because it's open to interpretation. It reminds me of what I wrote, how I saw the world in a different way, which is like memories, that are forgotten forms of light, fallen from their grace. This reminds me of that. It also has a very gripping opening. Great job.

SpottyLepard said...
on Jan. 5 2014 at 8:32 pm
SpottyLepard, Concord, North Carolina
0 articles 59 photos 78 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Smooth seas do not make strong sailors." -Old Nigerian Proverb

Good job! I really like this piece. It has an applicable underlying message to it, and there's also a good story, kind of like a horror/sci-fi. Nice. :)