Black Hole
by Queen of Sarab

There is a black hole
Deep inside of me
Rooted somewhere in my soul
It feeds on anger
It lives on tears
And it thrives on my insecurity
As it grows
I feel nothing
Only an empty spot
Numb to feeling
My hand trembles
With the emotion I cannot feel
And a salty nausea
Swims in the pit of my stomach
But my heart is impenetrable
And my soul half-gone
Slowly consumed
By the ravenous
Black hole