Black hole...
The center of my chest is dark have you ever noticed young lad? The darkness that soaks in, my pride, my life and my soul, and then leaves the door, Ajar; The center of my chest is murky I am sure, you find it tad The murk that engulfs, my notion of life, my slender sleek smile, my deliberately forced pout, and then leaves a doubt like the thick misty nuit. The center of my chest is vacant like vacuum, pulling me apart The vacancy that sucks in, my thoughts, my relations and my demeaning shores, and then leaves me hollow, in a mask. When the mask goes up, is when I realize. it's not the center of my chest that's dark but my encephalon, pulling me so deep that the gravity shall fail. stealing my insight that my conscience shall break, opposing my gloom and shading it in doom, Oh, lord. I am a Black Hole, consuming myself, when all I need is a, P...