Black Hole

Left in emptiness,
barren,
forgotten,
sought to find,
what was always mine,
my own light will shine,
one day in time,
but for now this darkness holds,
all of my many souls,
expressive,
depressive,
poetic,
heretic.

I wish to find,
this light of mine,
oh let it shine,
oh let it shine,
but for now it burns,
so i must turn,
and blow out what i sought to see,
outside of this blackness,
inside of poor me.

This candle is so tall,
for i have not seen all,
not completed what theres been to do,
so many acts which i need to do,
yet i forget,
and now I'm upset,
'cause i know now that i cant fix my mistakes,
razor wounds don't heal,
and neither do words,
so all that I've done,
all that I've said,
left a mark on those people,
and O how they bled,
their tears made me realize,
my true feelings- on inside,
and now i can see,
the darkness inside of me,
it must go out,
this black hole inside of me,
cannot shout,
oh how i wish that it should not shout.

When the black hole shouts,
rage pours out,
and covers the world,
flowing like a spout,
it destroys all in its path,
walks on those that hath,
done nothing to me,
and now i see,
this candle must turn on,
but i cant move on,
and so I'm walking the race,
yet standing in one place,
going nowhere in life,
never getting past this strife,
oh what to do,
what shall i do,
what shall i do,
left in emptiness,
and so are you?

Left to be,
in this forsaken me,
left to rot,
all forgot,
with a tall candle beside of me,
desperately trying to climb it,
but never to the top,
i fear the drop,
and so I'm stuck in the middle,
left to rot,
and all forgot,
all efforts but not,
not seen what i sought,
stuck in the middle,
and all,
totally,
forgot.

This poem is dedicated to those I've hurt mentally and emotionally... I'm sorry