I am black
The seclusion of night
The darkness of space
The fear of the unknown
Alone
Worried, tense
Sounds emerging
Fearing the pain
Life’s cruel punishments and betrayals
Feeling the chill of night
Rushing for safety
Mourning for the losses
Waking up
Separating dreams from reality
Nightmares consuming your mind
Eating away at your soul
Feeling the pain
Seeing the hurt
Dreading every moment of atrocity
Vanishing
Trying to escape
Feeling confined
Needing to flee
Crying out for help
Hoping
Wishing
Needing security
The moments of the pain
Reoccurring
The haunting thoughts of why
Why me
Why this pain and anguish
Why why why
What is there left
Yearning to escape
But how
How to escape this nightmare
Lost, never found
Depression, not happiness
Acting
Pretending
Wanting the exhilaration of freedom
Wishing to be normal, accepted
I’m black.
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