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