A Lack Of Colour

I feel too old to die.

A feeling of such intensity

Shakes me in all dimensions

When I think I've finally found levity

There is always an intervention

When I'm too passive

Too sad to cry

My heart's burden so massive

I feel too old to die

Have seen such sorrow

Have felt such pain

Sometimes I hope there's no tomorrow

I am sick and I am plain

What do you see in me

Do think me shallow

There is nothing you can see

For all I am is hollow

An emptiness dominates my being

A lack of something I don't know how to miss

Does life even have a meaning

When I cannot steal a single kiss

My love's so far away

I barely know if it exists

Life is nothing but decay

There are none who can resist

With so many a burden lying on my chest

Making it impossible to breathe

Or get a single moment of rest

Or let the anger seethe

Cannot help but hate what I

need

and

am

Hate my envy, hate my greed

Hate every single kilogram

I can find no end

To any thing I do

Won't ever find the end

To me missing

You