Jet Black, the only color in his still coffin.
The color of her loneliness when he's gone.
The sweet shade that invades a stressed mind,
And turns your ideas into nightmares.
The bold color of nothing
The only think my body feels anymore,
Sadness, Weakness, Venerability.
The color of a mid-night rain storm,
And its rain drops glistening off the ground.
The color from which all bad things come.
The color of a tormented soul stuck in Hell.
The color of everything in time,
When everything turns to nothing and its over.
The color of the deepest Broken heart
Hopes and dreams shattered on the ground
Nothing left but the pain.
Author notes
i wrote this for my freashman english class, and it has remained on of y favorites.
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