The Black Holes of Habits

Humans and habits, Both like celestial bodies. Humans are the planets, And habits are the stars. The habit that lingers slowly turns, Into a vast black hole, a dark abyss, Hard to escape, we spiral inward, Tumbling into its void. But is it truly impossible to escape? Though I am no scientist, I know that before the universe, Our science was inconceivable. So by what logic do we deceive ourselves? Did we create the planets? By what power do we weaken ourselves? Did we create the stars? If math claims certainty, Reality presents possibility. And in this realm, I take no side.