Dark and grey,
It was a cloudy day.
I couldn’t see through it.
It was in my head.
Light and blue,
A cloud or two.
I couldn’t see depression.
It was in my head.
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Heavy and yellow,
Clouds like marshmallow.
I couldn’t see around it.
It was in my head.
No, I couldn’t see through it.
It was in my head.
My head has no eyes yet the ones that face forward.
Because you’re never in front, I can’t see behind.
I’m not losing the race for the one who’s blind.
The Ecolytical 
So wonderfully described, the cloud being like a heavy blanket that you can’t lift off or look through, and a powerful line to end it ♥
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Yes, that was exactly was I was trying to get at. Thank you for understanding me! Haha, the comment means a lot, I always love hearing from you.
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