Backwards

 All of a sudden our world stopped,
Held in place by strange forces
We couldn't comprehend.

Then everything went backwards,
Back to a time people thought
Would be better than now,
Better than a world that was falling apart.

Looking at pictures and dresses
It was rosy and gorgeous,
But in real life we were miserable.

How do we stop it?
How do we stop falling in the middle of a black hole?
I can't see what's coming,
But I know this won't end well.