Between Black and White
Between
black and white, there lies a lot of gray.
Colors
mingle, fading away in a torrent of tears.
I was
stuck in the past, longing for yesterday…
Caught
up in a tangled web of pain and fears.
Colors
mingle, fading away in a torrent of tears,
Heart
crushed beneath an avalanche of sorrow.
Caught
up in a tangled web of pain and fears…
The
hours slipped away with dread for tomorrow.
Heart
crushed beneath an avalanche of sorrow,
Tripping
over countless lies and a barrage of sins.
The
hours slipped away with dread for tomorrow…
In games
of a kid – rock paper scissors – nobody wins.
Tripping
over countless lies and a barrage of sins,
I could
no longer distinguish between truth or reality.
In games
of a kid – rock paper scissors – nobody wins…
When merely
breathing seems an exercise in futility.
I could
no longer distinguish between truth or reality,
Drowning
in a deep pool of denial every single night.
When
merely breathing seems an exercise in futility…
I
lifted my head, opened my eyes to the purest light.
Drowning
in a deep pool of denial every single night,
Replaying
the tape in countless loops inside my mind.
I
lifted my head, opened my eyes to the purest light…
Finally,
a place to rest and leave my troubles behind.
Replaying
the tape in countless loops inside my mind,
Searching
for answers, testing the limits of my sanity.
Finally,
a place to rest and leave my troubles behind…
This
was the beginning of my quest for serenity.
Searching
for answers, testing the limits of my sanity,
Learning
secrets of a dark world I didn’t want to know.
This
was the beginning of my quest for serenity…
With
the stark realization that I had to let you go.
Learning
secrets of a dark world I didn’t want to know,
I
slowly gained the strength to cast away the strife
With
the stark realization that I had to let you go…
In
time, you healed, bringing color back into my life.
I
slowly gained the strength to cast away the strife;
I was
stuck in the past, longing for yesterday.
In
time, you healed, bringing color back into my life...
Between
black and white, there lies a lot of gray.
Colleen
Keller Breuning © 2015
September
22, 2015
This is a deca-pantoum poem dedicated
to my son Vincent. Thank you to
all my family and friends who knowingly (and unknowingly) supported our family with
love and prayers during our journey…. I am eternally grateful. xoxo
