There’s a hole in my soul
One heartbreak wide, three decades deep
An empty dark room
with mirrors on walls
Where I look around and see
Grotesque reflections of me
There’s a hole in my soul
A cave where Fear goes to hide
Dragging its tentacles inside
Waiting for a trigger
to rear its ugly head
There’s a hole in my soul
A void that can’t be filled
With words or confessions
Or promises one would
Surely fail to keep
Too big for a single person
Too small for a Universe of dreams
There’s a hole in my soul
But never have I ever
In all its hollowness
Felt incomplete
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Zeina El-Hoss