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Apr 2017
My black hole swallows my pride.
My black hole makes me beg for forgiveness.
I never get it, of course not. I don't deserve it.
My black hole pulls in my fears and pays no mind to my prayers.
I wake up asleep and sleep awake.
I've been ruined by my own sins.
These sins I never own up to.
Is that my black hole writing?
I'm the victim here. Swear.
My only salvation is located in the hole.
****, I can see it.
If I jump in I may be lost forever. But I'm forever lost.
My black hole haunts my dreams.
And I don't even dream anymore.
I just see everything I'm not. Everything I want to be.
My black hole gets rave reviews. Very popular among the normal.
Normal, I wish my mind could do that. I wish I could get there.
This hole, it pumps profusely.
Someone rip it away.
Fond But Not in Love
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Fond But Not in Love  23/M/In obscurity.
(23/M/In obscurity.)   
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