Searching For The Grey

I know all there is to know.
So don't tell me any different.
I know about hurt,
And what is…
What it feels like
To hurt.
I know about love,
And what it is…
What it feels like
To love.
AndI know that they are,
Or at least in my case,
Simultaneous.
There is never any
Good without evil.
Neither can there be
A Hell without a Heaven.
Or at least, a purgatory.
There must be a neutral
Somewhere
In this black floored, black walled, room
With a ceiling of brightest white.
There's got to be some grey
Somewhere in this never ending abyss.