The (w)Hole (a poem from my book, Seasons Come, People Grow)

The (w)Hole

Emptiness I feel inside,
A numbing sensation from head to toe,
I thereby seek all around me,
To find what can make me feel complete, secure and (w)hole,

I can't find this through family,
I can't find this through faith,
I can't find this through friends,
I can't find this through me,

I need to be filled up,
To regain all of these lost feelings,
Whether it be through love or lust,
Even if only for a few minutes,

A temporary fill-up,
I need more of this,
So I don't go back to feeling numb,
So that I may temporarily feel more complete,

It was only temporary,
It was only through lust,
The numbness has overtaken me,
To the point of me not feeling anything at all,

Please, come and take me,
Wherever you may be,
Come and mend my broken heart,
Make me whole and complete.




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