Black - the color of death
Defined by the absence of color...and life
Black is the colour of a dying soul
and the lives tossed in among the coal
Black is the colour of a crimson sky
From the battles and wars that took place in time
Black is the colour of a child's tears
Curled up in a corner and drenched in fear
Black is the sound of a fired gun
And black is a mother's tears cried out for her son
Black is the lives lost out at sea
and the bound and the tortured waiting to be free
Black is the colour of the mutilated and broken
Black is darkness
To some extent it's inside us all
affecting our feelings and mind
slowly creeping up behind
take this absence and fill it with life
invert our black into white
and create inside us an everlasting light,
the truth

black is the rain cold on your skin
the merciless storm
that's brewing within
being knocked down by the strongest of winds
after you've just learned how to stand up again

its holding his hand, then letting it go
its him moving on, when you're going slow

black is saying goodbye, for the last time
the look in their eyes as you stand there and cry

its secretly dying inside
closing your eyes
trying to hide
never welcoming the light

black is being unable to see any relief
them watching, uncaring, as you openly bleed
dying of thirst
without the water you need
its planting a rose,
and getting a ****