words of me, myself, and i

all black

all black

there's this song i know:

all black.

good charlotte did alright

when they wrote that song.

there's this guy i know:

all black.

he's sporty and nice

when he wants to be.

there's this box i have:

all black.

it's ripped and full

with all of my memories.

there's this shirt i'm wearing:

all black.

it's my favorite shirt

because it's black

like everything else.

there's this soul in my body:

all black.

it's black

and black

and black

and black

and darker than Poe's thoughts.