Am I Real?

Am I an illusion?
Because it feels so
I'm not myself
Just a mere outline

I'm the black hole
Heavy on the inside
Dark for the outer world
No light can go through

I look calm
But the thoughtful thunderstorm
Daunting to be ceased
Contentedly Caught in the Core

Thoughts seek to hold me
Inside the rib-cage
Of my torment
Unstoppable,unbearable.

Am I real?
Because I can feel it
I can't be a shadow
Shadows can't love.

©ashkrit17