It's White
It's The warmth needed after a long day
It's the aroma of freshly cooked food throughout the small house
It's The memories of innocence and happiness
It's The love throughout the hearts of those who care
It's The light people seek on their darkest days
It's the singing and dancing to songs without knowing the meaning to it
It's Them
But they are gone
Now it's black
The songs I can't sing and dance to because it reminds me of the white
The love that is now a memory
But not one of happiness and innocence
One of sadness.
I seek the black to feel the white again because the white is no longer there to comfort me
It's the thoughts of white that make the black more alluring
this is the reason there's hints of red too
The black is easy to fall into
And hard to get out of.
I don't think I ever will.
The black is enticing
and I'm close to feeling the light again
But not in the way people want me too
