Life,
is gouging out holes in me
I dont know how to fill
...
Cavenous expanses,
where life force used to rage.
...
each piece of me carved away
by the hands of time
at the whim of fate.
...
I claw on
more determined
to live the life I want
with the things I no longer need
tied behind me
where sentiment flails.
...
weighted down
by a useless comfort
steming from a need
in some obscure part of me
I hardly recognise
...
while still
daring to dream
the possibility
of discovering
the meaning
of my existence
or life,
or even.
the enigma of love
in the conumdrum living
Or perhaps,
so desperately
the unsolvable longing
in my soul.
...
Something
...
And Still.
no closer,
I discover;
more
holes
...
I like it a lot
It is tough out here.
KS
Thanks ks I wonder who or
Thanks ks I wonder who or when will give in first? Thanks for reading it is a big bad emotional landscape out there! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I Am A Deep Hole Digger
shovel full by shovel full, I arrive in similar circumstances wondering where all this depth and emptiness came from. I love a poem so verbally balanced and bookcased in layers ~allets~
Thankyou dearest allets I
Thankyou dearest allets I always look forward to ypur view ppiny and learming more about you. You are a facinating intellectual creature :) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."