Mr Grey Poem by Joanie Tarr

Oh! Mr Grey I envy you…
The freedom, the power, the empty place your heart should be.
Yes, Mr Grey, I envy you…
The money, the fortune, the empty space beside you at night.
Dear Mr Grey, I envy you….
To have it all, and have nothing, to feel nothing, to be nothing.
Dear Mr Grey, I crave to be you…
A creation of desire, of imagination, never real, never alive.
Yes, Mr Grey, I crave to be you…
A fictional story, A romance novel, perfect in your fatal flaw
Oh! Mr Grey, I crave to be you…
A Nothing, A perfect fantasy, nothing more, nothing less.