grey/gray? who knows...
I slip in and out
Over and back.
It’s so easy to slide,
So easy to jump between.
I move back and forth.
I climb over the wall,
Or simply walk right through.
No trouble at all.
But the strings won’t break.
I’m forever tied in between,
Tied to the wall:
To the vast, grey nowhere.
The strings won’t break,
And so I continue.
Never able to delve deeper,
Never able to explore.
Here I live
In the grey,
In between worlds,
In between lives.
Tied to the wall
Because I can not choose;
Because I can not see
Beyond the grey.
