Sometimes
I wish hope would just stay at home
so I could too
And sometimes it does
and so I do too
and worse
And descend to that place of darkness
where nothing pierces
And then something is done
usually with intention other than intended
And light is seen
Even in that unpierceable place
And I get up
and start from this new place
Courage and strength
they are a wretched thing
InitialDrafts 
I think this is the first time (or first time in recent memory) where i’m recognizing the peacefulness and comfortingness that a black hole offers, could be, and/or is. Zen tranquil cool
What a great thought. Thanks Zfthrimej.