Black Hole

Everything
seems lost,
like a fog,
it settles around me.
Thick and unforgiving,
making my sight
blurry.
Don't know
which path I have taken,
Don't remember
the path I had taken
Reality and fantasy
Dream and nightmare
Don't know
one from the other
Merging into each other
like a complicated maze
from which
the key is hidden from me
to its escape.
Like a black hole
this feeling
sicks me in
till there is no more to take
and no more to give.