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A Black Hole
A Black Hole
Since I was born, they gave me so much love.
Like a little star, my heart start to grow.
The time passed by. Everything began to change.
Hate was the second thing I learned to share.
It was so many things for me to control.
My heart was full of hate, and full of love.
It was hurting me. Now I am ok.
I felt my heart like a supernova that exploded.
Now it is an empty space. Not a problem at all.
Don’t have to say “I love You” no more.
My heart now is a black hole.
Give me, love, give me hate. Doesn’t matter anyways .
I am emotionless. A black hole is like my heart,
The one day was a beautiful star. Poor of me, I Don’t
care about nothing. My life don’t make sense.
I am a passionless girl. No dreams, or desires to wake me up
to this world.
My heart is a black hole the eat out everything that get close to it.
Maybe this will never change, it is nice this way.
Now I am ok. My heart is just another black hole in this universe.
Just a mystery, nothing important. There is nothing to express.
I am intellectual, I don’t follow my heart. I think, not feel.
I thanks God. I am good even with black hole as a heart..
For some people I am cruel, but sorry for them.
I don’t try to be and don’t care what they think .
My heart is a black hole, made by the exceeded love.
I know I am not the only one, so I laugh for that.
The causes
maybe are not the same as mine, but still
Have the same consequences .
My heart is a black hole. Can’t love, can’t hate.
So don’t ask me to be your best friend. My heart is a black hole,
God knows why.
There is nothing to understand.
Like when you know that you live, but don't know the reason for that.
My heart is a black hole, another story of this human world.
Oh, Martha, I've known you for 2 and a half years. You're not a black hole. You're one of the most sensitive people I know.
I think that you are a really good writer. I am glad that I foun your page. Good job!!!
What light must shine to see the darkness hidden by itself....i would suggest that it is Love itself leading the way to the purposes of the soul in a display of rampid
unknowing where conclusion leads to the illusion that love is here or there or not...... I see beauty in you and there is no beauty where there is no love so I must conclude the light in the dark is so obvious that you have missed it untill "NOW" where all that is shines for loves purpose .... even the darkness of a winters night.
"And the Love goes on" Jim
This piece is thought provoking. I love the images of you learning about what love is, feeling it, sharing it, and all its complications. Yet, I'm not fond of you or anyone for that matter learning about hate. I'd rather life be peaceful, but if we didn't know about hate or fear or anything we wouldn't know about the good things. So, thanks for pointing out all these things and I hope you post more work soon because I can't read Spanish and you only have one more poem in English for me to read and comment on.
This is very tragic, yet as you so nicely proclaim at the end, it is just 'another story of human nature.'
I like the repetitions that remind the reader of the 'black hole' and how you seem to have become it... it is very effective.
The lines "Give me, love, give me hate. Doesn’t matter anyways" sound so true to me, i can truly relate.
So sad yet meaningful.
Me like :) Kinda depressing, but i like it that way. good work.
-Crystal J