Succumb

We all have black holes,
That chase is around,
They try to swallow is whole,
When we're feeling down,
As though somehow the darkness can soothe all our pain,
We surrender ourselves to the sunless domain.
We resist only slightly,
We're too weak to fight,
The weight of the world has stolen all of our might,
So we succumb to the pressure,
Of those relentless black holes,
Let them claw at our hearts
And devour our souls,
Until nothing is left
But the large gaping space,
Where the beating of our hearts
Used to take place.