The Hole
For many people
The smile, the helping hand
Is just a front for the true
Condition of the heart.
Inside a gaping hole resides
Where the heart should be
Not heartless, but hurting
And longing for a sense
Of belonging. But the length
Of life failed to produce
A whole heart. The reasons
Why vary. Neglect, abuse,
Rejection, shame. The results
Are the same; A hole where the
Heart should reside. How does
One learn to appear normal?
Mimicking “normal” people
Is the trick, but the true meaning
Of love is never learned, so instead
Of a heart that exists and gives from
The overflow, an empty space is
In it’s place running games to somehow
Fill the empty space
That exists because love was never
Experienced thus never learned.
The hole remains, the outside smiles
Linger.
© 2004 Samantha Gregory
Edwin