the black hole

temper and disappointment is a darkness tha shrouds and engulfs all
all
leaving naught as u steam and stew within
partially looking, initially, for a way out
then thoroughly engulfed, embedded
u sink
and drown
double-edged
double-edged hurt

it drives u to think
there is never a point
a reason for life
a reason to hope
or strive
or wish

expect naught lest it consumes and sets u afire when it fails
faith is a test

a test of faith
one so glorious
so gallant
so easy to fall for

so easy to fall from
faith
is not within my grasp

leave me be
i wish for naught
i wish for nothing
for nothing is ever real