The Black

                             The Black

The back of my eye sees no end to the solution I try to give.
Why you were once so bright and uncovered my jelious friend.
Now do you hide from me or him?

Big heart my concious mind but never notice.
You ruffle my feathers with nerviousness in sight.
Never seeing the black behind my eyes.

Been through so much.
Should I take off what gave me power?
The black is all ive lost in all my awe and wonder.