Mental Black Hole

Depression, OCD, Poem 1 Minute

I’ve been caught in a mental black hole,
Routine collapsing into singularity,

A singularity of singularly circular thinking,
(Sorry),

Where time and space are ripped from existence,
And I am both dead and alive at the same time,

Where I exist separately to baryonic matter,
Shielded by an event horizon of twisted thoughts;

Black holes are where information goes to die,
The thought of becoming one may make you cry,

However,
Yes, time is finite to us mortal particles,
But it, too, is in a sense subjective,

And black holes do not last forever,
They, too, eventually will radiate.

There is always time enough,
To drift in peace amongst the stars.

Heart Nebula from Astronomy Picture Of The Day

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I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional traumaβ€” usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people.

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27 thoughts on “Mental Black Hole”

    1. Ohhhhhh. I was biased by the fact that my experience with mention of Q-Tips was from an astronomy forum in 2004, where Americans would talk about using them to clean their eyepieces…🀣.

      I’d rather not think about the use you mentioned, though!

      Hahaha, ok fair enough:

      “Black holes are where information goes to die”

      Does fit well! And a few other lines, lol.

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      2. Yes!! How cute would that be. Except she’d jump out as soon as she saw a cat! πŸ˜†

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      4. Yep! She’s a mental black dog!! πŸ•β€πŸ¦Ί

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    1. πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„. πŸ’™

      To meditate, and experience feelings of profoundness and calm, and even out-of-body experiences 😁.

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