Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Space That Makes Me Whole.

There is a hole in my heart where he used to be,
That was filled with lots of love and un-made memories.
I've danced in this space, this space that makes me whole,
I’ve wallowed in its entirety and it used to make me glow.
It was my garden, my one safe place that should be
Guarded and never disgraced.
This space was the light behind my piercing eyes,
It was my motivation that made everything worth a try.
Now this space is my everyday stomach ache,
It’s the cancer that is slowly eating me away.
I try to look past this and grow,
But something’s were never meant to completely let go.
This hole in my heart is what makes me whole,
Even if it has given me scars and bruises on my soul.
If I could, I wouldn't change a thing,
Because I am what I am and this is who he has made me.
Neko James, you are my pride,
and I am the solider by your side.
We share the same moon and the same sky,
You are always with me,
You will always be mine.

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