Happiness sucked away,

In a singularity of emotion,

The star within long lost,

In a destructive implosion.


The space within is turbulent,

Chaos rules this lightless void,

The waves of gravity twisting,

Anything that matters destoyed.


Lost in this endless space,

Points of light long faded away,

Endlessly drifting to nowhere,

As everything good is now in decay.


The end result is nothingness,

Everything has been torn apart,

All hope now crushed to naught,

By a black hole of the heart.

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I really like this poem, its

I really like this poem, its ballad format of quatrains keeps the eye moving forward to the last line!

Enjoy effulgent days and exquisite nights.