Awakened by thunder on a grey and dreary morning I wished for a blackness to consume me For today there would be no sun with the dawning Another day questioning why this had to be
In the depths of my soul there is a bleakness Where I can often choose to stay and hide The thrill of the anguish suffered in its starkness Excites me, as would a masochist, going to the dark side
I punish myself for the blackness of my heart For I have caused pain to those who loved me There is no shade of grey on this color chart In my jaded life only black, as black as black could be
This elicits the same reaction from me as another response to the prompt of “Black,” which is that, for some, the darkness is a shelter from the storm, while for others it is the storm.
A dark read in anguish. But very creatively portrayed. Very nice.
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Thank you! I appreciate it. 🙂
There is definitely an anguish in this piece….a dropping into that deep hole of depression. A visceral write.
Thanks Lillian 😔 There are many out there suffering with that invisible illness.
A graphic portrayal of despair, deep and dark.
It was a bit dark wasn’t it Beverly? Sorry 😐
There is an ominous message in this line: “There is no shade of grey on this color chart”
Thank you Frank. Some people have no grey. It is either black or white 😔
Oh! Such a realization can be heavy — your words speak of this anguish so well.
Thank you ☺️
This elicits the same reaction from me as another response to the prompt of “Black,” which is that, for some, the darkness is a shelter from the storm, while for others it is the storm.
Yes Ken, that is so true. Thanks 🙂
It doesn’t get much blacker than that. It’s interesting that black is emptiness, but in colour terms, of course, it is fullness.
Yes! That is fascinating when you think about it. Black is the void yet black fills in the space 🙂 My favorite color to wear though!
A powerful poem.
Thanks Sadje! 🙂❤️
It made me think of the song
https://youtu.be/QkwmSzPdVnY
Exactly! I loved that song. I didn’t want to use Paint it Black…that would have been sacrilege!🤭🤣
This is my fave pick today: “The thrill of the anguish suffered in its starkness”–Bravo!
Thank you so much Avia 🙂💕
You’re always most welcome, Christine! <3
PS: reading “black is black”, I heard the Stones’ song playing in my head!
I think that was Paint it Black, my favorite Stones song 🙂👍 Black is Black was Los Lobos 🙂❤️
You’re right, I’ve got my songs wrong, sheesh! 🙂 🙂
That’s OK. I muddle things up too 🙂💕
I’ll blame it on NaNo!! 🙂 🙂
a truly powerful piece. I could sense the anguish in reading this one. 😥
Thanks Beckie. It’s funny how black represents misery 🤔
It truly does. LOL! 😉
I love wearing black though! 🙂
Actuallly, so do I. I’d love it even more if the dog hair didn’t show up on itall the time. LOL! 😉