Lately I’ve been looking around and all I see is grey.

Grey people

Grey skies

Grey perceptions

Grey lives

And I’ve never met anyone as grey as myself; because lately, my skies have been the dullest shades of grey. And I just can’t seem to get anything quite right.

I don’t ever think I’ve been in such a grey area of suicidal. It’s a suicidal that doesn’t necessarily scare me anymore. I have never been so calm to think about myself lying in a bathtub, lifeless.