this hole in me

part of me is missing
maybe you know
where it is?
every morning
i wake up
knowing
it’s another day
feeling
lost
that it is
another day
another day
another night
i go to bed
knowing that my morning
my next day
will bring more of the same
& i want to scream
sometimes
i do scream
mostly
i cry
part of me is missing
maybe
you know where
it is?
maybe
it is you?
i read something
that said grief
is just
unused
love
trapped in the corners
of your eyes….
i don’t know what to do
with all this grief
part of me
is missing
& i’m oh so tired
of looking…
but if i stop…
if i stop
will i drown in
all this
grief?

 

 

© quixotic mama 2018
for more of my art & writings, check out quixotic mama
the image is an original inking done with pen & brush

3 Comments Add yours

  1. steven harvey says:

    Hi emje, i believe grief is experienced differently by all of us. I see grief as proof we have loved, and don’t we all love in our own ways.
    You would’ve stolen our heart if it weren’t given so freely.

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