Black Hole

Echoes in the night, they call to me,

Whispers of the lost, I hear their plea.

A spectral pull, dark and cold,

Leading me to secrets yet untold.

She ran with shadows, chased the thrill,

Needles in her veins, a heart to kill.

Chasing demons, the clock unwinds,

But the black hole waits, it never binds.

In smoke-filled rooms, her spirit fades,

In the mirrors of her past, the night invades.

With every high, she felt so alive,

But the deeper she fell, she could barely survive.

Into the black hole, she lost her way,

A dark abyss where the echoes stay.

One last thrill, the end of the line,

Falling through shadows, she ran out of time.

He rolled the dice, a gambler’s dream,

Chasing the rush, fueled by the scream.

He thought it was fortune, just a game to play,

But the black hole reached out, took hope away.

In empty rooms, where whispers dwell,

He played with fire, and danced with hell.

Every victory tasted bittersweet,

But beneath the surface, defeat’s heartbeat.

Into the black hole, he lost his soul,

A fleeting glance at a broken goal.

Chasing the chance, but losing the fight,

Falling through darkness, swallowed by night.

She stood on ledges, defying the call,

The thrill of the danger, ready to fall.

In abandoned places, she felt alive,

But the black hole whispered, “Only I survive.”

With every heartbeat, she danced on the edge,

Searching for freedom, but it was just a pledge.

One last scream, she took the dive,

In the depths of despair, struggling to thrive.

Into the black hole, she lost her grip,

A heart once vibrant, now just a slip.

Chasing the thrill, but it wasn’t enough,

Falling through silence, rough and tough.

Now listen close, oh hear the sound,

The black hole lingers, spinning around.

Once you touch it, the grip won’t shake,

A warning echo, for innocence’ sake.

Beware the thrill that leads to despair,

The black hole waits, drags you unaware.

Once you're in its clutch, there’s no coming back,

A void unending, a spiraled attack.