The dark place where dreams go to die.

i have this hole in my heart i try to fill it with things and nothing seems to satistify it i throw peole in i liife into it pills alcohol my kids nothing seems to fill it. i used it think it didnt get full because it was wrong for me or because it wasnt enough. i used to believe you were the only thing that could fill it. only you. but im beggining to realise that its not a hole in my heart but a bottomless pit and i throw the things i love most into it. and for a while they hang onto the edges, making me feel...something. but they lose grip eventually and they fall another victim of the darkness inside of me you could never fill that hole no one can nothing can only i can or at the very least, i need to learn to live with it. stop using it as a burial ground for the things i love the most.