Hollow

Every time you left

I felt

Hollow hollow hollow

The pain went deep into my bones

Swirling around in the marrow

Bathing me in dread

And it felt that with all the letters

Rearranged

Left created

Felt sense

Of sheer terror

Difficult for a soul to contain

But all these years hence

I sense

The reasons why

This hollowness began to surround

My soul

And take me down

To that loveless place

And only then

Within the devastation

Did I learn how

To become my own mother

And defeat the terrorist

Who only wanted to tear me apart

Inside

As I realised how that force always lied

About a truth I lost the way to

And could only find

At the end of a long journey

Filled with confusion

That finally led me home

To a place so deep and full

And bathed in love

No longer

As hollow

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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