When the world is color's emptiest black and void of tangible light.
Like life dims to let my feelings and ideas project themselves on the paper white screen of my mind.
Just before the light begins to grace the skies with its presence.
And the plague of black transforms into a fleeting shadow.
It's almost as if my mind feels like it has only so much time left,
and rushes into the finale of all that was left untouched.
So here I sit, in my twilyte abandon a place where my thoughts shall dwell...
...til' they one day embrace the light.
