In somber thoughts, my mind doth dwell The color blue, a hue of hell & shades of green, that pierce my soul Their shine, a wound that takes its toll My lonely footsteps crush the leaves of autumn trees, that shed their sheavesu but home, elusive, still eludes Its whispers, haunting, & pursued Can I sing, can I play, can I find the melody to ease my troubled mind? To strum away depression's deep abyss & free my soul from pain's tight fist? But the color blue, its grip so tight & green, its shades, they bring no light So I'll turn my back, with one last look & walk towards the black, that takes no book #aBrknPoet