Black Wings

Madi and I were texting earlier and I can't exactly remember how the subject came up but she said she's finally spread her wings. Then I asked her what color they were, and she responded as black. She inspired me deeply. I will now share the poem that I have wrote, thank you Madi!

Black Wings
Wings they are,
as sad as the end of a falling star.
Black as night,
life is black and white.
No one loves,
no one cares,
though many, they just stop and stare.
My wings, they are black.

Thanks for reading, and Happy Friday the 13th ;)