A Foregone Conclusion

Light and dark.

Angles and demons.

White, then Black

Shadow's, and Clarity.

Time, and the End of time.

It seemed so easy.

Gaging the right, from the wrong.

They say that knowing,

Resonates from your soul,

But it’s not so easy,

For they deemed different.

For they who see the world differently,

See the world in a many colored multiverse. 

There aren't two colors,

but 1000's. 

The primary colors start as 3,

then the rainbow into the whole damn light spectrum. 

How can it just be right, and wrong?

It's what you know, compared to what you feel.

Life... the living. 

Never what it seems.

Carin, where are you now?

You said you knew,

You said you saw. 

You blamed it on me,

and I didn't care.

It's that damn conclusion.

Which I'm okay with.

Innocence scattered above.

Yet there you remained.

Carin.

You blamed it on me,

and I didn't care.

The right from the wrong,

The wrong from the right?

It was different tonight,

and yet you still knew. 

You made it black and white.

Yet it wasn't so.

So go ahead.

Blame it on me.

That forgone conclusion,

I'm already seeing.

Even after I saw,

Then you saw.

You saw the difference.

I was't a catch or a keeper.

But you saw me,

and I saw you.

That smile on your face,

That smirk as I looked up.

Carin.

You knew.

I knew.

You blamed it on me,

and I didn't care.

What resonated from your soul,

is different after last night.

That forgone conclusion about what's wrong and right. 

I see the multiverse.

That spectrum of possibilities as one would say.

And the colors aligned differently.

It wasn't right,

and you weren't correct.

Yet, I let you blame me. 

You blamed me...

I was that Angel,

Time became that Demon.

You saw me in a different light,

But time decided,

And you blamed me.