Black Is the Color

And the black night falls away A fallen promise as well lingers Hidden were tears kept at bay When its time and never moments Of time to have its default Perhaps a wonder to believe Silent wars, unheard yet fought Bewildered yet achieved In light to unspoken nights Words became but a distant Where souls be destine to have died A human shell to live returns As empty as colors will bring A favorite will only mean its demise As colorful as a night will mean To let but the few beliefs... dies And black is the color I’ll choose For perhaps fallen nights to only remember Days and days entitled to lose Yet of nights... if only forever