There’s a yawning black hole where his heart used to be.
It reaches down into infinity.
It’s like another dimension reaching up.
Telling him that this illusion is only one of millions.
His body is of little consequence.
He is drawn into this life’s movie.
The character he plays is merely for experience.
Sadness, depression, guilt, anxiety and addiction teach him lessons.
In fact far more than the balancing joy and happiness which only offers temporary relief.
The yawning hole permanently aches, it’s an elevator that only goes down to bring the demons up.
It can’t be fixed, it’s there for the duration.
The bigger the challenges, the more he grows.
The black hole grows and grows until it consumes the body with death.
The hands that used to reach up now reach out as he passes from one dimension to the other.
His body has turned itself inside out.
He’s now moved from the outside in to the inside out universe.
The realm of that which had manipulated him from the inside but remained hidden.