My Hollow Heart

A hollow heart is not a broken one,

Neither is it empty,

It is a heart that has been taken,

Away from the soul,

Misplaced and intensely alone.

A hollow heart has no place to rest,

No voice can reach the painful depths,

It is a heart that has been ripped apart,

More than it could bear,

Yet it is a heart that won’t give up,

While it refuses to hate or despair.

A hollow heart wants to be strong again,

Able to feel joy again,

Breathe the air of love once more,

As it slowly heals between arrows of hope.

--

--

Mother of three. Freelance writer. Poet. Lyricist. “We are lost souls trying to find the light, and when we do, we dance with shadows.”

Love podcasts or audiobooks? Learn on the go with our new app.

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Wallis May Streete

Wallis May Streete

Mother of three. Freelance writer. Poet. Lyricist. “We are lost souls trying to find the light, and when we do, we dance with shadows.”