Alone

Black dots in a white paper,
Signifying a little change;
Drawing attention,
Perhaps unnecessarily.

Black spots in my memory,
Signifying unremembered traumas;
Drawing weakness,
Perhaps cause unable to take extent of damage.

Black moments in a white lie,
Signifying moments in times where mask is opened out;
The drawn person,
Perhaps best left unseen.



You can be surrounded by people and yet feel so lonely,
Encourage and change the world yet pull oneself into obivilion;
Made the difference and stand in the gap, yet;
Ownself a hypocrite, killing self, softly.

And yet black, signify, and perhaps;
it wont be nice to face the storm, alone.