I brutally scream profanities
Into a black hole
Hoping when I’m done, I’ll
Have a clearer mind and a clearer soul
But somehow, I almost always
End up feeling bad than worse
And then I just want to fall
Into the hole head-first
The thought of clarity in the darkness
Sounds so peaceful
I feel as though it’s worth a shot
But something inside convinces me it’s not.
Black Hole
