the hole

there is a hole by anelephantcant

there is a hole by anelephantcant

there is a hole in my life where you used to live
under blue skies and blissful sunshine
with beaches and forests and long summer strolls
now the hole is as deep as a mine

there is a hole in my heart where you used to love
with a gentleness so sweet and warm
where you kissed my lips and created my smile
now the hole is black as a storm

there is a hole in my dreams where you used to dance
where the music was happy and bright
with guitars and violins and cool saxophones
now the hole is as dark as the night

there is a hole in my soul where you used to be
where you soothed me and tended me well
a perfectly heavenly tranquility
now the hole has the bleakness of hell

there is a hole in me

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15 Responses to the hole

  1. So sad. I have been there. If this is still going on, I am sorry. You are loved.
    Scott

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  2. Sad and beautiful. It is amazing the damage one human can leave behind. Whether intentional or not the wreckage is fearsome to behold.

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  3. emmylgant says:

    You put into words the pain that I am quite familiar with.
    Bravo.

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  4. globalunison says:

    This is so beautiful but heart wrenching. I loved it!!

    -Naima

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  5. Gyslaine L. says:

    Beautiful but very sad.

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