The event horizon

Imagine a blackhole
A contortion in the fabric of space
Twisting it to breaking point
Formed by a star collapsing into itself
Running out of fuel
Nothing can escape

That is me
In me
Around me

Imagine a river
And a boat
And people on the boat
The rapids of the water
The same speed as the boat travelling
Upwards
Going nowhere

That is the event horizon
Light at a loss
Gravity is an equal

I am there
Desperate
And tired
And worn out
And fatigued
And going nowhere

What
Is
The
Point?

Why don’t I stop?
Let myself fall in
Just let go
Just end this
pain

I am there
Simultaneously obliterating into pieces
Incinerating
And no one knows
No one can see
No one can see this me

I’m just freefalling