Gray.

Gray.

All you efforts,
down in vain.
A better life,
with no pain.
All those shiny words
that sprawled;
on my walls.
Of utter dismay,
to darkness that crawled.
All your progress to a stand-still stall.
my demise,
was set to an eternal stretch.
So I succumb,
back to the dark.
Your shiny bright
always contrasted my stark.
Filled with hollow,
weeping for my fellow
Who was equivalent of gray
and not yellow!