All color left my world the day my last and worst betrayal was ripped from my blackened heart. In your hands my heart turned to ash and dust, returning to the earth from whence it came. Forsaken, betrayed, and soul shattered, I lay dreaming in black and white, oblivious with no energy to fight and no emotion left to care, while knowing that trust must be earned, not handed out randomly. Knowing only despair and loneliness, I dreamt of everything that I will never have and desires that will never touch my soul. Alas, unconditional love only comes in technicolor dreams. While forever trapped in my world of black and white dreams, I feel an empty hole gapping in my chest that oblivion's hand-maiden takes me into the stillmess of the nothingness of my life.
