Black Hole

Black holes are inescapable

A contrasting darkness in the black space

The surroundings might be verging nothing

But the wraith embodies nothing with such density

That weighable void frightens something

It auras light like a shroud at a glance

But in expectance that it too is nothing

Once compared to the hope consumed

Screams of deafening silence

Flashes of blinding, blocking, mass

That all we know exists

Empty, alone, in space