Black

by Allisha Fox   Nov 28, 2007


The color black
How dark and mysterious
Black means death,
It means mourning
In the darkest hour
Using it as a shield
Black is the sky on a stormy night
Tainting all that was once with light
Black is some souls
Warn with depression and lost hope
And broken with betrayal.
Sullen and broken
Comforting shadows
The darkness was more
Fall onto the bed
Face in the pillow
Crying in the shadows
As darkness swept over
Black is the night.
Black is forbidden secrets.

By: Allisha Fox

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