Black Hole

Standing here 
As my world whirls around me 
I see colours 
As everything blurs 
I circle 
Unable to move forward 
Reach out to catch a passing picture 
It slips through my fingers 
Another end to a scene 
That never really began 
I crave calm 
One reliable factor 
But the spinning never stops 
I close my eyes 
And the colours I was seeing 
Turn to noises I can’t shut out 
Memories prick my eyelids 
Until I reopen my eyes 
To find nothing 
My world is no longer turning 
It has gone 
Abandoned me to my own 
Miserable existence 
I’m left stood in this void 
The sudden silence fills my ears 
Screaming the truth 
I kept away the lonely for so long 
Now it surrounds me 
Confronted by this empty 
An ugly shade I’d never seen 
Standing here 
Amidst the quiet I’d always craved 
Looking down 
Shattered fragments of a life 
I never claimed as my own 
I beg You to take it back 
Reclaim this broken spirit 
That I may surrender 
Give in to this engulfing pain 
Fall under this heavy darkness 
Disappear into this encroaching 
Black hole






Charlotte Gardiner - February 2010