Literature
Silhouettes.
There's never beauty without feeling,
there's never emotion without pain,
there's never tears without motive.
There's never silence without noise,
or we'd be deaf to the world outside.
There's never hiding without fear,
or we'd be constantly in the dark.
There's never thirst without missing,
or we'd have drowned by now.
There's never inside a place with no windows,
only curtains that are too dirty.
There's never a door you cannot open,
only locks we've lost the key to.
There's never blood without a cut, a bruise,
there's never nothing without having had something.
There's never a message without a meaning,
there's never a word