Black

I don't understand
Why these pains are coming back
I thought that I had killed them
I guess I just covered them up

My thoughts are painted black
My heart is black
My life is black
Even my love for you is black

I don't know what to do anymore
This darkness seems to be my only escape
I want this to be a dream
I would settle for a nightmare
Just wake me fast, before it is to late

My hands are black
My blood is black
My face is black
Even my once white smile has now been turned to black

Ok, I'm not a poet. I never have been, and I don't think I ever will be...so...please be kind! Don't criticize to much.