Love or hate
A silent fate
Beyond what most hold true.

Ignorance, wisdom
A silver lining and then some
Concepts living frayed among my mind.

Soft or hard
And bleeding scars
Rushing movement constant every single day.

Life and death
But all depress
Into stardust, ever mournful without cause.

Open or closed
A worshiped host
With little understanding of it all.

This or that
It all comes back
Till black and white collide in total chaos.