The greyness

I open my eyes
to the morning
eyes already wet
with tears

outside the sky is grey
the air heavy

i walk out the door
and the first tear runs
slowly down my cheek

i look around and see
only grey
only the empty sky

as i walk through the streets
people stare
at the tears now running
down my face

why is she crying?
i hear them ask

how i envy them
for their joy
for the colours they see

but still i can only
see grey unmoving space
streaching out before me

as i sit on the train
my head against the window
i see a man and a woman
sitting on a bench
their hearts beating as one

they flash past
in the blink of an eye

i close my eyes
still wet with tears
and wonder about them

why do they sit out there
alone but for each other?
what can they see
that i do not?

as i sit there thinking
the greyness parts
and a light shines through
only for a heart beat

but it is enough for now

it is a beginning