Poems - Anthology Of A Distorted Connection

My life was going down so fast that it created kinetic energy great enough to blow a hole in all the disgusting optimistic dreams. Not a single part of my being had remained, dropped out into nothingness as if they've met their distinguished anti-atoms. Miseries circled me pulled by those strong electromagnetic forces of fails and remorses. I felt terribly suffocated as if I had fallen into the centre of singularity. Death was as bright as a quasar when hope was ridiculously as dark as a black hole. I offered to god, to force, to energy, or anything to give me anything just to make sure I didn't freeze at an absolute zero degree of temperature.