Black isn’t the darkest color
By SolApathy
Beyond black there is a shade…
Far darker than a night with clear sky
My scars replaced all the stars
A soul...Broken
Echo a color without care
I am despair
Night without a moon to shine down & hide the gloom
Silence so deep
In my hollowness
Where there is nothing
Not even an echo of my battered soul
Black hole of emotion where clarity embodies emptiness
No remembrance of what was lost
No care of what is to come
Epitome
Of numb
Black stares back
Uncomfortable with fear of what is looking back...
Far darker than a night with clear sky
My scars replaced all the stars
A soul...Broken
Echo a color without care
I am despair
Night without a moon to shine down & hide the gloom
Silence so deep
In my hollowness
Where there is nothing
Not even an echo of my battered soul
Black hole of emotion where clarity embodies emptiness
No remembrance of what was lost
No care of what is to come
Epitome
Of numb
Black stares back
Uncomfortable with fear of what is looking back...
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Thursday, January 11, 2018.
Filed under:
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Author's Note:
...Don't shine the sun on me; I'll just infect it with apathyComments on "Black isn’t the darkest color"
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On Sunday, January 1, 2017, SolApathy
(652) wrote:
I always appreciate your comments dwells. I understand exactly what you are saying. so definitely not a ramble. I think we have far too few words in English language to describe feelings and matters of the soul. Perhaps because society is to busy adding words like tweeting to the dictionary...
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On Saturday, December 31, 2016, dwells
(4177) wrote:
A dire and dreadful dead zone described herein SA. Wishing there was another word for soul; like a synonym maybe that employs more than "broken" as an adjective to compliment the rest of the emptiness. They say that 5% of the population are psychopathic and learn how to function within polite society. I think I worked for one once. Sorry for the ramble. Cheers and Happy New Year! - Dan
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On Monday, December 26, 2016, Nemo
(76) wrote:
......damn
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On Tuesday, December 13, 2016, SolApathy
(652) wrote:
Thank you for all of your comments.
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A former member wrote:
That was hauntingly beautiful.
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On Tuesday, December 13, 2016, Queazenart
(200) wrote:
Perfect use of sensory language and imagery. This poem is about as close as one can get to describing complete nothingness and still make it interesting. It is bleak and desolate beyond comparison. Bravo!
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On Monday, December 12, 2016, soul_versing
(774) wrote:
You should have seen me facial reaction to this whole piece. I've never read something, and was so completely moved, that it set off an anxiety attack. Core deep, this was...I'm keeping this. - Thank you for this piece, truly. -Nett
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On Monday, December 12, 2016, Adagios
(716) wrote:
Nice... feels like looking at some news story of a sinkhole swallowing houses and lives in Nicaragua or Florida. Strong close to this write as well
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On Monday, December 12, 2016, SirEnders
(50) wrote:
Flowed well, the feeling of drifting through nothingness until hitting fear itself. Well written, keep writing.
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On Monday, December 12, 2016, sIo
(898) wrote:
*quivers* this gave me the icky feeling you get when you think someone is watching you. Spot on.