Shades of Gray

In darkness, I have walked alone,
Where there's no ear to hear me groan.
On weakened legs, I search for hope—
A friend who'll lift my arms of stone.

My eyes are drawn to shades of gray,
Not crimson lips with which to play.
Beyond the rain and somber clouds,
I see no blue, just walls of clay.

Although I'm weak, I rise to fight
And end the angst that comes at night.
I wish to see the smile of dawn
As she awakens dressed in white.