His only chance.

I have a friend. Being sucked into a black hole. Because he lives. With a miserable wretch. That he has allowed. To pull him down. He debates. Whether to leave his love behind. So that he can focus. On the good stuff of life. Why is it? That he allows himself to be dragged down. Into the pits of Hell.  For a gawd-forsaken act of love. One must learn. To draw a line. And abandon unconditional love. Indeed, a pity. But his only chance. To survive. --Jim Broede