So it’s nearly midnight, I’m laying in the dark in my big empty king size bed and I am feeling totally suffocated by how lonely I feel.
There’s a hole in my heart where love used to be
There’s a hole in my heart once filled up with glee.
There’s a hole in my heart that’s ever so lonely
Holes are for filling and fixing,
By friends and family and everyday missions.
Holes can be hidden and kept out of sight, By laughter and cuddles and kisses goodnight.
Holes can be forgotten for moments and minutes, by working and planning and washing the dishes.
But for now there’s a hole that no one can see, a hole that is big and black and empty.
But for now there’s a hole deep down inside me, a hole where dreams are meant to be.
But for now there’s a hole in my heart, a hole that I’m waiting for someone to see.
About Fiona Holter
Fiona is a single mother to a 2 and a half year old daughter. She works full time as a nurse. She says ‘middle child syndrome’ is a real thing, and as a shift worker chocolate should be consumed at any time of the day. You can follow her on Twitter