The hole in me

There is a hole in me. I know it is there but it is somewhere that I can’t see.

I feel it is slowly eating me but I don’t know why.

Something bad has a hold it will not let me fly.

There is a hole in my stomach and it is eating me. Growing and growing devouring me .

Why am I suffering what have I done wrong the pain has been gnawing at me for so long.

Suddenly I realize that the pain is not in me, the pain is in my child why could I this not see.

I bore them, I love them I have set them free. So why does their pain keep plaguing me.

12 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Vampire Weather
    Oct 20, 2012 @ 22:12:51

    What a haunting thought. The interconnectivity of people is far deeper than we realize. Wonderful work, Willow

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    • willowdot21
      Oct 20, 2012 @ 22:26:37

      Not Until my children grew up and started to live their own life’s that I realised what pain their pain and problems could cause me. HA! I thought it would get better 😉

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  2. WordsFallFromMyEyes
    Oct 20, 2012 @ 23:48:07

    Wow, this one aches, Willow, fully aches.
    I believe I will feel Daniel’s every downfall, and I am SO bracing myself, for I am so, so bonded to my boy, bonded by love.

    This is well expressed.

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    • willowdot21
      Oct 21, 2012 @ 05:18:27

      My dear Noeleen you are right to prepare yourself. Strangely you will probably find their ups and downs their crisises hurt more deeply than you expect. But you are a strong mother able to cope. You will be fine. Xxxxx

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  3. poetofmidnight
    Oct 21, 2012 @ 00:19:20

    I that love that each stanza develops the understanding of the monterous hole. There are many things in life we do not comprehend right away and then it dawns on us. Very true poem; very beautiful Willow.

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  4. abichica
    Oct 21, 2012 @ 04:18:37

    so haunting, so completely beautifully written.. 🙂

    Reply

  5. zendictive
    Oct 23, 2012 @ 00:13:17

    touched
    I think we are connected to our children in a way that we feel their pain and sorrows as if it were our own.

    Reply

  6. eof737
    Oct 23, 2012 @ 04:32:41

    Powerful… poignant.

    Reply

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