Celina Adrian

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"blackhole"

a never ending fall
is quiet
until you scream
and even then
only you would know
you made sound or tried to

in a blackhole
in your search for sound'
noise 
without a distance to travel
could not even leave your throat

it is still good to let it out
or attempt to 

there is a lot of noise around you,
you are not the only one
trying

once you embrace silence
this is where you will 
awaken
to your own soul's resolve
to your own answers
your own truth
no matter what
that is