I need a break
Need to breath, to live, to shout,
so loud,
it’ll turn my pout right upside down.

I look out the window,
in desperate need of some distraction, some colour some life.
What I see is grey.
Grey upon grey upon grey.
Nothing else.

I need change, diversity, something different.
I won’t get it here.
I get up and leave.
Go do something about it.

Truth is,
I don’t know what I’m doing,
where I’m going,
what’s ahead.
All I know is that,
I won’t stop until…
Until it’s over,
Until I’ve found it,
whatever it is:
distraction, coulour, life.