In The Gray

We fade into oblivion

Under the callous gods

We made

None can be found

In the void

Their screams are whispers

Calling to the past

To assuage fears of the future

New horrors imagined

There will be no light here

No righteousness to illuminate

Nothing but good intentions in gray

Nothing of value

But tragedy

And a content Sisyphus

Falsehoods give no fealty

To the reality we wish

To our dismay and disenchantment

Leave these ashes where they fall

Whether our dreams

Or those we love

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