Missing

Sometimes you just feel a hole

Missing

Deep inside your hidden soul
Is a piece that’s left empty.
The ever deepening hole
Always wonders what could be.
Your heart always aches in pain,
And screams for what you’re missing.
Then you start to feel insane,
And your hope dwindles to wishing.
You slowly realize what’s true,
And your wishing turns to dreams.
You see what’s important to you,
And what life really means.