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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