Aria: Fell on Black Days by Jason Matias

Whatsoever I’ve feared has Come to life Whatsoever I’ve fought off Became my life Just when everyday Seemed to greet Me with a smile Sunspots of have faded Cause I fell on Black Days -Chris Cornell

To treasure and to destroy. I held with love something that turned to... not love. Corrupted love. I cradled it so delicately that when it became heavy it fell and shattered. This relationship and it’s fate inspired the creation of this divided piece.

In this next chapter of the Aria, the black and white represent the seemingly unconquerable hurdle of personality disorder, BPD, where experiences and decisions are cataloged in black and white. The ever present gray-area that life strides through did not exist in her reality. A broken vase could never be mended nor forgotten. Major or slight, each vase weighed the same. With no method for removing the collateral damage of the friction between two people the weight of my mistakes in the relationship became too great and it shattered.