A black that I desperately want to be grey

fills my soul to the tip

whispering to me the knowledge I know very well

It sings to me of days I'll never experience again

laughs at me for the regret I hold inside

It sees the absolute sorrow of its output

 and adds to it exponentially

It forces me to recall and re-recall your last, sweet words

I wish to move on

but it hugs me back

It being the only thing never wanting me to go