There’s a black hole in my heart that you put there years ago,
With every word, every whisper, you feed it so.
Each subtle utterance, each unspoken vow,
Makes this gaping void grow, constantly now.
Reaching out to know you, to love you, to find a share,
With every hope comes disappointment, as you coolly withdraw, leaving despair.
But still, this black hole keeps growing, irrespective and ever-steady,
Eating away at my spirit, pulling at my sanity, ever ready.
The pull is strong, constantly tugging, nudging me to breakdown,
But with every tug, I resist, I deny, I push my luck, prevent a meltdown.
Yes, there’s a black hole in my heart, a constant reminder of pain,
It’s growing, it’s pulling, it’s gnawing, driving me insane.
Yet, I stand tall, I stand strong, I won’t let it pull me down,
For there may be a black hole in my heart, but in its darkness, my strength I found.
