Black Hole

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The Black Hole

My life is at a standstill,
I’m sitting here in pain,
Just holding on.
I can’t make up my mind,
Do I agree?
Or not?
I try to fill the holes in my heart,
Soon it shall turn into a black hole,
Sucking up all of my emotions,
Twisting them into whirlwinds of color,
Twisting into black.
I hold onto the last remaining feelings,
But they wont last.
Everyone tells me that it will all be O.K.,
What is going to be OK,
The fact that I have lost my childhood home,
Or lost one of my dearest friends,
Or that my pain and suffering is only genetic?
I feel betrayed.
I sit here,
I sit here wondering if life can get any harder?
Suddenly,
It’s answered.
Yes,
Sadly.




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The poem has some very powerful emotions in it, but it doesnt quite flow.

The rhythm of the lines is a bit stunted, which works at time for the abruptness and pain which is conveyed, but at other times it doesnt.

For example
Do I agree?
Or not?
works fairly well in this shortened form because it adds finality. However at other places longer lines would help make it more steady.

Soon it shall turn into a black hole,


I think you need a "For" at the beginning of the line so that there is some conjunction between it and the previous.

I feel betrayed.
I sit here,
I sit here wondering if life can get any harder?
Suddenly,
It’s answered.
Yes,
Sadly.


I think that these lines work well.

In general it is a piece which contains much emotion but it doesnt quite come across as strongly as it could. Maybe you consider making stanzas.




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I agree with Mad. There are definitely strong emotions conveyed in your words, but the varying in length of the lines makes it a little choppy. Maybe if some of the long ones were broken into two shorter ones it would flow better. I think at least some of them could have that done to them without losing the feeling or meaning.
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