I am Black and White

I was black, a soul that was tampered with

by the past, reminiscing in what could have been.

A book whose story has been written and rewritten

repeatedly. I was black, weak and lacking confidence.

Reality broke my dark soul, I was left drowning in puddles

of white paint. Then I chose white a color for people who

no longer suffer, the color of those who no longer relapse.

Eccentric and vibrant I am white, breathing in

and out of the soul. Finding my path until 

the journey ends. I am a wild white, bold

and strange trying to live a simple life.

I live in white with a heart that's pure

I live in black with a mind that's free.

This is where my new story begins.