blackhole

The evilness I feel, though the dark sunlight sky, comes from a place, where nothing is real. This place I speak of, is where I reside, for it is the black hole that looms, so deep within us. Its a place where none like to go, but I exist there. Though I simply can't explain, this trapped feeling I have, as words simply won't describe, what i am trying to see, though this black void tunnel, what i am in search of, is to feel the release, that would fill me up, make me whole, in solving this mystery, that is all of who i am.