The Blues in Black

There were nights I prayed away the Blues

But the Black always called them back

It was a coordinated attack

But I rose like dead zombies

Unable to be killed

But my one vulnerability

Was the shot to the head

Cause that's where all

Of my problems arise

Yet I rose

Like a phoenix

Conquered the flame

But the Black, my darkness

Still owned my name

Instead of fighting it longer

 Like the warrior I am

I accepted that the Black was me

And the Blues weren't me exactly

They were the effects of the world around me

And they were indeed the Blues