On the shades of monochrome love.

And what do you call this pathetic shiver inside of me? 

Is it even a rage 

Or just the once brown 

Barren scape of my mind?

Is it even a rage

Or just the once sweet 

Broken dreams about your eyes?

Is it even a rage 

Or just the beauty and terror of this impossibility of us? 

Is it even a rage 

Or just the once passionate 

Drowsy glance at your filed nails?

Is it even a rage 

Or just the love that was 

Once alive?