Black

Black

The color of darkness.

Deep, deep down inside

The fragile human soul

There’s a never ending hole

That keeps going

And going...

And going...

And going...

You have to wait

To hit the ground.

For now,

You fall

Through the dark, dark abyss

Waiting for something

To catch you.

No light.

No shred of hope

In this black.

Black

Like death

When it reaches

Its skeletal fingers

To grasp your weak body.

They come closer

And closer...

And closer...

And closer...

Until the hand

Wraps around your wrist

And drags you

Into its murky home.

You stand

Alone

No one in sight.

A dismal feeling

Sits in your throat

Within this black.

Black

A somber hue

That is worn

By the melancholy.

You sit in a corner

And you just wait...

And wait...

And wait...

And wait...

But no one comes

To bring you up

From your sad

Dispositions.

You feel alone

Without a single human

Talking with you.

Laughing with you.

No one to save you

From the black.