Around the way,
caught inside the blackhole
continuously drifting into darkness;
Life flashes before thine mind;
catapulting through past memories,
regrets and miseries,
began to overstand trouble came in 3's
however always the same tune
"a day late and a dollar short"
watching tragic unfold,
wanting to reach out and touch my soul,
but the Blackhole's force was too powerful;
reminiscing on the roads refused to venture,
always in search of adventure;
now the suction has begun to ease,
releasing its tight grip around mental hips;
heart begins to pump slowly,
chest begins to lift,
eyelids open and pupils row back into proper place,
alarm is the look on everyone's shocked facials...