Arithmatic of the Heart

I am a black hole

Singled out in space

Floating in between dimensions

Like I don’t quite have a place

My face bears the scars of time

My heart feel empty

And yet I hope that someday all will be right
One is lonely

One is a beginning

One says anything will do

But I still wait

For one who can be my pair

Can repair this hole I am

And fill me up with love requited 

One starts with zero

The number of options I have

I don’t like myself like this

Yet I think I can
Solo and hollow

Staggering and stagnant

Peculiar as a plethora of penguins 

I am alone

I am not a number

I am a free man

And yet here I am

Bound to myself by the chains of reflection

A mirror of the world

Wondering if there are others out there

Looking but finding frustration

Time after Time

I watch the sun

I gaze at the stars

And feel the moon

Staring through my soul

I am I

And I am alone

Like a black hole

Nothing can escape my hunger for destruction

And soon

I shall be never more

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