The Black Soul

Where do I go from here?

Who can pull me from the darkness?

And if they help, what then? Would they grow to fear

Fear of the light, the dark, or all that is supposed to make us human?

And if they finally understood, then they would know

Not everyone here wants to protect them.

Then what? They live free of all the pain and torment

Of knowing their soul will never turn black?

And suppose all of this is true, does it include the ones like me and you?

The souls that were blackened because our innocence was taken and free will was lost?