whole

It's just a hole that carries everything that matters

Keeps them in one place, together

yet completely disorganized.

it gets dragged around everyday

because without it we'll cease to exist.

It's just a hole filled to the brim

with all the things left unsaid.

buried and utterly out of reach

but ready at a moments notice

to jump back into the spotlight

to cloud our vision and control our thoughts.

It's a hole so filled, yet so empty

filled with hopes and dreams that have yet to come true

one hope above all others

that one day the hole will be whole,

and that we wont need to take it with us

wherever we may go.

until then we carry it with pride

because it's all we have to remain strong

and we'll pass the time with the thoughts that cloud our vision

and dreams that one day will come true.