vibrations that make
my face go numb
and all fingers fall off,
and both my thumbs
and i'm pulled into oblivion,
a thin strand of matter
and before my slate wipes clean
i'll be wondering if after
and the noise will become blank
a gentle thrum in my ears
equilibrium will break
rippling with instinctual fears
and i'll smell the blood like iron
and taste the jaded tears
and my fist will flail in defiance
as my skin angrily sears
and melts into my organs
which are pulsing like the sea
and the bones will shatter together
and the heart itself will leak
sounds escape my throat
and jabber altogether
as the gravity crushes my lungs
and pulls me tight as a tether
violently ripping my spine
as the final pain flashes through
and i laugh sorely as i die
cause what else can i really do?

Savanna Hillyer

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-in-a-black-hole/