And then I was Grey

To begin with I existed 
In a black and white life.
Good on one side
Bad on the other.

As my chosen path
Ricocheted me, between
The dark
and the light.

A little bit of each 
rubbed off and onto me.
With age, the dark only seemed to get progressively dark
The light eventually went out the further in I ventured.

So here I find myself
A path of my own creation.
Neither black nor white
Simply a peaceful shade of grey.

Now I wear the colour with pride
It's a battle scar.
A sign of struggle and success
Of love and pain.

I am happy with this life.
My experiences have shaped me for sure
But they have not broken me...
Yes, I am satisfied with grey.

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