Imagine a blackhole A contortion in the fabric of space Twisting it to breaking point Formed by a star collapsing into itself Running out of fuel Nothing can escape
That is me In me Around me
Imagine a river And a boat And people on the boat The rapids of the water The same speed as the boat travelling Upwards Going nowhere
That is the event horizon Light at a loss Gravity is an equal
I am there Desperate And tired And worn out And fatigued And going nowhere
What Is The Point?
Why donβt I stop? Let myself fall in Just let go Just end this pain
I am in the black hole Simultaneously obliterating into pieces Incinerating And no one knows No one can see No one can see this me