The Color of Black

Wed, 05/08/2019 - 09:44 -- Jaxtin

Black is the color of the darkness as far as you can see

Black is the sacred cool feeling that something bad is about to happen

Black is a gross black liquorice taste

Black is the sound of heavy metal that brings darkness out of people

Black is the smell of the dirt in the air

 

Black is the color we see when we close our eyes

Black is the feeling when you’re watching a horror film

Black is the smell of charcoal in the air

Black is the taste of blood knowing you are not well

Black is the never-ending feeling that today might be your last day

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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