The darkest black isn’t in the color of her eyes 

Or in her pupil

When she grows wide in surprise

The darkest black is in the night

That she spends alone in silence

Wish everyday she could die

Because it gets darker and colder

She's the light

Yet inside she is all but bright

She gives people her shoulder

And she seems to be quite afraid

Of what would happen if she got closer

But the darkest black seemed to be the castle

The darkest black had to be her mother

Or her father

She thought surely it can’t get darker

But as she returned everyday and slept every night

She would notice that the day before

There was a little bit more light