The color of dust settling

The calm before the storm 

The color of nothing, of feeling nothing, of running out of tears

The color of days when you're alone and you're lonely, when there is nothing to hope for and nothing to say. 

The color after you've been too melancholy for too long and you're tired. Tired of feeling like the pain won't go away

The color of numbness, the calm after the storm

When the rain has washed away the edge and you're still hurting but quieter

And just a bit more unbearably.