I have holes in my heart--So many empty spots.
It's hard to love them all,
When you're the one they forgot...
It's hard fitting in--
So many different locations.
Every new place,
Seems like a different vocation.
New faces,
New names,
Until time
Erases them all.
Or even worse,
I remember them all.
And time always rushes--
It never stalls.
So many holes in my heart--
And every wound hurts.
She lived a lonely life--
As an endless flirt.I have holes in my heart--
But that's nothing new.
I couldn't fill it up,
Even if I wanted to.
Trust me, I've tried--
I've even cried.
The pain never ends--
It only subsides.
I have holes in my heart--
Why should I leave it intact?
I'd much rather take it out,
As a matter of fact.
LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015
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