The Black Hole
Where’s my faith?
It seems to try is to let it go
Where’s my heart?
I let her leave and now there’s snow
The light I feel is lost in sin
The dark denied is trapped within
Where’s my mind?
To pull it close will make me sigh
Where’s my soul?
The day I loved is the day I died
The hate in me now starts to shape
It takes me down, I can’t escape
Soon to be consumed by denying fate
I’m coming to the end but I try to heal
This only brings me close as it’s far too late
I’d try to cry but I no longer feel
Nothing can pull me close, it’s just a lie
My circuits overheat as I question why
Reality is never kind, I know this now
Just stay away from me before you die
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2005
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