Hell

Grey
cold -
deathly cold,
hell,
ghostly figures
strung across time
no smiling face
to tempt the warmth
only dead eyes
silent
gone.
In forbidden dreams I
battling
crisp crystal clear
delight
uncorrupted green
true
life abound.
But
only this 
nothingness
of despair
cold comfort against the rain
against the pain of lost
youthful exuberance.