A Long Lost Feeling

Black Hole

Some places inside of us were never Meant to be reached,
So deep a black,
Your soul is masked,
Stitches ripping at the seam;
Keep it together.
You caress the surface
Deceiving yourself,
setting yourself up for destruction,
For the tsunami about to drown you
The riptide to pull you under
Into immensity and oblivion
The storm to wear you thin,
The waves to knock you over
Again and again