What is Black?

What is Black?

The space between time.
A void that fills life when things are going terribly wrong,
An emptiness replacing all thoughts or emotions,
Loneliness coming and going, without notice;
Black
The night’s sky, calling out to those under it,
The eyes in the dark that sees everything, but rarely speaks,
The hidden sense of foreboding,
Of evilness lurking around the corner?
Black
A father’s death,
The family’s sorrow,
A personal loss,
Mourning at an unexpected hour;
Black
The mystery that threatens the unknown,
Submission not only to yourself, but to others;
Black
The sleekness of a new car,
The sophistication of that perfect little dress,
Black
The bad luck that follows after a cat crosses your path,
The vision that encompasses you when you close your eyes,
When you are finally true to yourself in the shadows of slumber,
The darkness that exists when no light is present,
Something bad waiting to happen,
What am I?
I am Black.