Was There White

A heart blackened,
An existence destroyed,
why is it i die inside,
a little everyday.

Fueled by glimpses of future,
pounded by a virgin soul.
Solitude is my lock,
company is the key.

What has kept it moving,
the pendulum on this clock,
Why do all three hands point low?
Its because he wants me.

He can't win, he never will,
so said the yin and yang,
but whose to say there was white at all,
maybe black governs here.

I must live under the lid,
illusions of the restless overpower,
This realm cannot be,
I won't accept it.

Though maybe thats just it,
the reason the white isn't there,
The endless fight for love,
has blinded me with black.

However, this is irrelevant.
This cannot be changed
Love will be my weakness,
till i truly taste it.

Till the white grants me help,
i am the blacks bitch,
Why cant i drink just a little,
Misers and keepers of Red Wine.

Keep it for yourselves i guess,
destroy another heart,
Take my soul and shatter it,
just rip my life apart.