Black is mystery

It is the presence lurking in the shadows

Black is deception

It is the betrayal and dissimulation we feel

Though it may symbolize darkness,

With the thought of no hope and love to be restored

It also signifies power and control,

Where weakness is not an option

Black gives us comfort, and protects us from the world

It absorbs us, it makes us

The insecurities we feel are covered by black

It hides the vulnerability that eats us alive

It seems as if we want to be invisible

But we are held back by showing our true colors

The bright blue of our souls, the vibrant white of our smiles,

held hostage by black

While balck may mean the end of something, with the illusion of not going back

It always signals the start of a new beginning, a new life

It wants us to stay hidden, bottle things up from the world

But we must overpower that, and share things instead