I lost all my great comparisons
After you'd gone.
No constellation metaphors,
Or moony similies.
It's as if...
I'm ten,
And I hadn't heard of black holes.

Black holes share a selfish task: Imprison all existence
Voraciously consuming light with infinite persistence.

The death of stars gives birth to them
Bright light turned vacant chasm
And when you ask them where they went
They'll tell you no one has 'em

All across the galaxies,
these spots will span and spin.
Nostalgic of the stars they were,
they'll say "remember when?"

And even if you answered back, your
voice would go unheard
Cause just like light, no sound escapes:
It's trapped and that's assured.

Gravity's Relentless Pull
not only bends the light
It bends the minds of any who
bear witness to it's might

Now if I were immortal
also, if I couldn't die
and if I had the superpowers,
out to space I'd fly

And into hollow empty spans
Beyond the solar stretch
I'd venture to a massive hole
and into it I'd trek

How arduous, yet marvelous a
journey I would face
For the secrets I would come upon
have never been displaced