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Poems
Lauren Leal Nov 2016
Blackhole
Lauren Leal
Nov 2016
My mind is a warping blackhole
My heart is taking the toll
****** into my minds abyss
Where all my sorrows I reminisce
Where my sadness is my strongest feeling
I'm at a loss to the dealing
I'm just going to just take this dose
Of my hearts pain, so morose
As the light fades to black
My nightmares welcome me back.
My heart is taking the toll
****** into my minds abyss
Where all my sorrows I reminisce
Where my sadness is my strongest feeling
I'm at a loss to the dealing
I'm just going to just take this dose
Of my hearts pain, so morose
As the light fades to black
My nightmares welcome me back.
DAEJR Mar 2013
Blackhole Love Affair
DAEJR
Mar 2013
Loving and talking to you is like loving and talking to a blackhole—
useless!
Every breath is a hot mess of wasted gasses.
Every wail is a vain attempt to be heard.
You devour everything
and let go of nothing.
I’ve tried leaving it alone.
I’ve tried letting you go.
But this grudge of mine draws me in,
a will to exhume those white skeletons
in your black closet of a heart.
Pointless;
but I’m caught in your arms
that pull me in to the point of singularity.
I know you’ll rip and tear me to shreds
and then tear those shreds to dust
and dust to particles.
My ghost won’t even be able to escape.
. . . Stay away. . .
. . . Stay away. . .
Maybe someday I’ll watch the massive riptide turn
and become a warm star I wish longingly to orbit.
useless!
Every breath is a hot mess of wasted gasses.
Every wail is a vain attempt to be heard.
You devour everything
and let go of nothing.
I’ve tried leaving it alone.
I’ve tried letting you go.
But this grudge of mine draws me in,
a will to exhume those white skeletons
in your black closet of a heart.
Pointless;
but I’m caught in your arms
that pull me in to the point of singularity.
I know you’ll rip and tear me to shreds
and then tear those shreds to dust
and dust to particles.
My ghost won’t even be able to escape.
. . . Stay away. . .
. . . Stay away. . .
Maybe someday I’ll watch the massive riptide turn
and become a warm star I wish longingly to orbit.
Binaural Beats Nov 2014
The Sanity of a Blackhole
Binaural Beats
Nov 2014
this gravitational pull on my emotions is so strong that nothing can escape it.
this blackhole is driving me insane.
how can i find the light when all i see is darkness?
this anxiety builds up an emotional pain.
a battle between trying to escape and being hauled deeper.
this plunge of happiness is driving me insane.
how did i even get here in the first place?
can somebody please ******* explain?
infinitely i fall into the depths of depression.
this hopeless feeling is driving me insane.
for the first time in a long time i catch a glimpse of a familiar face.
for a split second i finally feel sane.
as i ask for help, i hear a murmur, “you’re here because of me.”
this accumulation of agony inevitably drove me insane.
all i did was care for you.
how could you ever be so inhumane?
-S.L.
this blackhole is driving me insane.
how can i find the light when all i see is darkness?
this anxiety builds up an emotional pain.
a battle between trying to escape and being hauled deeper.
this plunge of happiness is driving me insane.
how did i even get here in the first place?
can somebody please ******* explain?
infinitely i fall into the depths of depression.
this hopeless feeling is driving me insane.
for the first time in a long time i catch a glimpse of a familiar face.
for a split second i finally feel sane.
as i ask for help, i hear a murmur, “you’re here because of me.”
this accumulation of agony inevitably drove me insane.
all i did was care for you.
how could you ever be so inhumane?
-S.L.