Hum in silence

Sometimes I regret, Regret too much... Been all gray and all out of touch, My thoughts all around me, Buzzing like bees, I'm not too timid but never at ease. They hum in the silence, They sting when I breathe, A storm in my chest That will not recede. I reach for the colors, But they slip through my hands, A canvas once vivid, Now lost in the sands. --