It dissipates into nil,
but is everywhere still.
At the end of a black hole
it ain't got no soul.
It's a lack of control.
The frozen end of sum.
One and negative one.
As the components combine
we fail to realize that we're out of time.
From all to nothing. Time and space bereft.
It's sad that we percieve that something's left.
There will be no more blood for you to drink.
Nothing around to hear the thoughts that you think.
You might miss the end if you blink.