Empty Hollow

Who was I to think my heart would be fulfilled

When in reality it was still a void

An emptiness with the hope it would find true love.

Still, then I had no grasp of what that meant

Though now I know love arises from within,

And when poured out must be equally returned.

Although far from a master I poured what I had

Hoping for the best, never expecting the worst,

Glad that I had what I thought was mine,

Only to realize that I was a pawn in a front.

I won and I lost and jumped straight back in

To everything I deserved.

I thought myself the sun, the plateau my earth,

Never considered for a "limited time only,"

Stuck on the belief things would stay this way.

I think of the times I was mystified.

And in hindsight I was all to blame.

I am on a journey just staying right here

And will never come back again,

To these woods, to this Garden.

Trying not to make this task a waste of my time,

I can't let His bloody tears fall in vain.

I love it, I love it, I'm thankful everyday,

Although I never express what I feel.

I'll regret it one day; I regret it right now,

But I am still reluctant to change.

I cannot believe how far I have come

Although much has gone unnoticed.

And just to think this was before the first tear

Truly blows my mind.

Although I am healing from the blow to my soul,

I'm still holding on to the bullet in my heart.