Hanging by a thread
Waiting for that break
You know you'll fall
With increased weight

Hanging
By a thread
Looking at the end
As you lose grip
And faith

You fall

But there is no ground
To catch your fate
You keep falling
Into the black hole
Of your mental state

In this fabric of space
Your gravity is pulled
Through the emptiness

Falling without any floor
You wanted more
Than you could take

This is you

And you're nothing
More than a fleshy face
Hanging by a thread
Between life and death
As you draw each breath

And wait

Somewhere in this deep
Your name awaits
To be called by the only one
Who knows what's Great

And as you remain in your number
You fear and wonder
Why you were made

Hanging by a thread
You lose your grip
Over
    and over again

Then it breaks

And there is nothing to reach for
Except the Law

Which takes

Your gravity
Into a super massive black hole
With enormous power
To erase

It is there
Where you'll find true hapiness

Where you cease to exist

From what you were made