What is Black?

Black is the smell of rotting corpses,
It has a taste so bitter; it's like a shot of lemon.
Black is the sound of screams of the dead,
I feel the warm blood of the dead between my fingers.
Black is a spider preying on its victim,
It is all you see when Beef flies by on his BMX bike.
Black is the color of the clothes of the Goth,
It is the rotting bodies you see every day.
Black is how you feel when you want to die,
It is how you feel when you are depressed,
It is how you feel if it is your life.

Richard Lawrence Olson

it paints a picture I could have done without but a picture nonetheless.

LOVES WISH is my 2nd stage vote...M.