Black Hole

A dozen roses cannot fill
the emptiness inside.
In my heart is where the hole
has taken it's reside.

A cold hard pang deep in the depths,
of my numbly-breaking soul.
The lonely feeling locked within
is something I can't control.

It's not something, but someone,
that needs to fill it in.
By now the hole is a big black patch;
an ever darkening sin.

I'm crumbling inward towards this place,
with ever increasing speed.
The loneliness is throbbing;
black blood my heart does bleed.

Gravity pulling me into the vacuum,
void of love and grace.
Emotions no longer present;
Gone without a trace.

Even fear has left me now,
it knows to not come near.
I've now hit this big black hole,
no other thing is here.

All I feel and see is nothing,
it's really not too bad.
I don't feel anger, pain or guilt
and I'm not even sad.

So please don't try and pull me out,
right now I'm quite content.
No more tears to pain me,
in my deathly descent.

With no one there to save me,
no one to pull me out,
loneliness got the better of me,
no room is there for doubt.

Now you know I wasn't faking,
my sadness was no joke.
My whole being along with my heart,
has finally been broke.