Bric-a-Brac

Raise my head and all I see is gray.
Breathe so you can take my life away.
Steal my life as darkness turns to day.
I return to weakened state of slave.
In shackled suit, I"m worn away by strain.
As day wears on, I feel my body drain.
In warming hum, my softened mind may stray.
In lengthy slumber, broken body lay.