a black cat is considered bad luck because in what is the black only exist darkness where the absence of light is evident nothing to shine bright and white to show the path where me and you walk In the black you don't see the edge of the cliff so when you realize it's to late the last light you see is the flashing of your life before your very eyes the portals to your soul permanently closed You see the black is a place I never want to go back too the suffering and pain is overbearing I feel myself fade to black like a burnt out candle Only ashes left of what used to be