In Grey Space

In grey space

colors blend to cloud the surface

what used to be is now forgotten

but if you look closely

you can hear a whisper

something alien and different

a shell of what once was

unrecognizable as it appears

you need to know more. 

how to unblend the colors

you keep scratching and clawing

wrenching and rawing,

throwing water, wine 

anything to break the black.

But the more you try 

the more opaque the space becomes.

A dark hole has encompassed it, 

and the whisper stops.

You have destroyed it, 

yet there's an inkling in your mind.

I am the one who knows this space, 

knows its history and has heard the whispers.

I take it all with me now.

Yet you are the only one who knows your specialness.