I’ve looked up at the sky,
I’ve looked out over the ocean,
but I’ve never been so low.
I’ve danced to the music,
I’ve sang along to the lyrics,
but I’ve never been so mute.
More black than a colour,
more numb than a feeling;
how can I act if I don’t know the character?
I’ve been lost in your eyes,
I’ve been awed by that dress you wear,
but now I can’t see past myself.
What now of this colour,
that clouds my world,
and blankets my future?
Lewis Walddren 
I love this. Your honesty of emotion and connection to feeling is refreshing. Thank you for sharing.