I looked around and saw nothing;
Thinking that all too often that was what I saw,
Finding that the emptiness had totally surrounded me
Without relief--without remorse.
Wondering why I had survived this many years without
Something to fill my life, and
make it whole instead of All these gaps.
Looking around to all too many holes of nothing,
Wondering what it would take to fill the holes.
Would it even be worth the effort it would take
To accomplish such a determining emptiness?
Thinking with my last thought why bother, as I
Continue to see nothing just before I venture into sleep . . .
And as my eyes close,
I think tomorrow will be the same.
Copyright ©2008 Rebecca Leal
Sunday, August 17, 2008
The Holes Inside Me
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