Cosmic Collapse: The Birth of Shadows

They say the star is bright, but can't last forever. Its final act

of cosmic endeavor. Supernova fire, the brilliance fades. Gravity wins in the darkest shades.

Singularity waits, a point so small. Event horizon, escape for none

at all. Cosmic collapse, the end of the line, falling inward,

surrendering to black. End of the line, no more burning or glow.

No overflow just a black hole down below.

From ashes and stars a shadow is born. A tear in space-time.

Where matter is torn. No escape past the boundary line. Trapped forever crossing