Hollow Heart

I don't know what it is
But every time I feel up and high
Things simply seem to go awry
Messing everything up inside
I don't ask for too much or much at all
Somehow I go on content with
The cards I have been dealt
Yet I cannot deal without
That constant struggle
Of time and patience testing
Me, my heart strings
So I fall back into the darkness
Looming through puncturing holes
Into my soul, my poor hollow heart
Deserves more
Than circling back and forth
Trying to mend its deep wounds

~Tash
Dated: 6.12.2014