A part of me dwells within you.
I cannot feel whole –
as though something in me
has been permanently missing.
I am only half of myself —
half of one life.
At times I can feel–
The splintered parts of my soul;
The gaping void.
Is that why, sometimes, I can’t breathe?
I want to live again
Seal the splinters —
with love.
I want to breathe again
Into the abyss of the void.
I want to let life–
Flow through me,
And piece by piece
make me whole again.
-d.h.
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