Silver rain

Gasping after non-existent air
Nothing ever really feels fair
Gradually drowning  in my own mind
Just life making our eyes go blind 
What was once grass-green now clear-blue
There was never really much ado 
Heavy chains leisurely set in place 
Let’s pray the abyss got space
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Comments
interesting poetry Linda