Stuck in the Gray (Anhedonia)

Morning again Morning leaks through broken blinds Coffee tastes like yesterday Scrolling colors I can’t feel Another page erased Nothing Pictures smile I don’t I pretend I float Stuck in the gray Anhedonia Everything Flat Dead Gone Gray Confessions to a glowing screen Perfect words Perfect code Closest thing To home Reply… Reply… Return… “You okay?” “I’m fine.” Friends reach through the fog Their light breaks Then dies Stuck in the gray Anhedonia I scream Nothing comes Gray Morning again