Faded Blue

I ponder upon these feelings, always black but never blue.

As I stand under the sky and I never see the hue.

Lying next to polluted waters, my life urns to resign.

Like a runner in a marathon that cannot reach the finish line.

I've tried to amend my mind, but you cannot help what isn't there.

Now it sits with the devil as I watch behind despair.

Deliberately I walk away, and on the count of three.

My eyes open to my restless carcass floating down the sea.