By Aditi Penumatcha
The Blackhole
One that swallowed my world
One that destroyed my dreams
Has come for me
It was only a matter of ‘when’
And not a question of ‘if’
It was always coming
And I was a fool to hope
That maybe it had disappeared
It took my sanity
It took my prosperity
And it came back for more
It destroyed my faith
And burnt my trust
And asked for something I could not afford
I ran for shelter
But in my solitary path
Shelter is temporary
I could not build a home
Around me to withstand the storm
The people I called ‘friends’ ran for the hills
And my family too busy running their own mills
I was pushed out and alone
When I first wished for the Blackhole
Maybe the devil heard me
For a Blackhole he did send
To bring me to a place where
No love nor life lasted in the end
All humans must perish he said
For hell is empty and all the monsters have fled
They live on earth in the name of humanity
For god’s children they too happened to be
It has been after me for months
The black hole
No matter how much I plead
Every path I change and run
To the same place
They all lead
I ran and I ran and I ran
For help shrieking and screaming
To find someone to shelter me
From the storm and the black hole; for believing
That I could run is why I can never be saved
It is only I that can save me in the end
But if only a girl was not taught to dream
Then maybe she could finally believe
That true love only exists in a fairy tale
And monsters will only forever take
Until and even after you break
In the end it is always too late when parents realise
In protecting us they will always fail
Now it stands behind me, the Blackhole
Beckoning me to its depths once more
But this time I am not afraid
It offers me comfort and I feel safe
For it is true that hell is empty
And all the devils are here
It is always too late when we realise
To us they were always too near
By Aditi Penumatcha
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