WHAT IS THIS EMPTY
What is this empty I feel,
Longing for more than touch,
Touch with connection.
Touch with emotion.
Touch with emotional connection.
How do I feed my self,
And learn to fill my self,
Linger in my own fullness
Without the aching emptiness,
The deep pangs of lonely.
And once not so hungry
To then seek to share.
For if I bond with another too soon
Hoping to satiate, to fill, those empty places in my soul,
If I bond before these black holes of yearning
have turned in on themselves and
can no longer suck the light into itself,
If I do not repair these holes
Then I will ache forever, resent forever, my mate and myself
All… over ….again.
Life After Emilee, on the loss of my wife to pancreatic cancer. I’m not accepting comments right now but please feel free to get in touch via my Contact page.