The Gray Queen

The Gray Queen She sleeps in between Dreams and awakening She is always there In the early morning light In the deep darkness of night She won’t cede her reign Over the grayness which she rules The grayness of despair and depression She never lets you sleep And keeps happiness from your door She is the queen of the doldrums She never smiles And never leaves her chambers That is drawn upon your heart and soul She is the Gray Queen And there is nothing but pain in her heart Sleepless nights and dreadful mornings Are her dominion To rule your life with sidewalks And rainy days The gray mist is her dust And the cold handle of a handgun Her wand She is with me all the time now Like a ghost I walk hand-in-hand with her Knowing there will be but one end For the Gray Queen cannot be trumped.