Words and I

Thoughts about my day,
cloud me as I lay..
Some red, some black, some white,
mostly shades of dark grey.

You said, they say, I said, 
They say what they may..
Little did I know, never did I imagine,
All that was about to come my way.

Words that people say,
make my demons play..
these plays dim my sunshine,
how do I make any hay?

Granny's words, back in the days,
'What you say, is what you pay'
So I shut the dancing demons,
that made my mind go astray.

Now there is silence,
For peace I pray.
Let Karma be the Bitch..
And then we will laugh it off away.