why couldn't the world be simple
without complications
without stress
without drama
why did a few have to suffer in silence
while others had the time of their lives
perhaps the calm would come
after the storm left
just a few days ago
thinking how wonderful life was
how it was peaceful
and enjoying every bit of it
but now it rained
and heavily it rained
the seas choppy
and the winds stronger
with everything that happened
a hole was cut away from that circle
and in the end
all that was left
was just a tiny fragment
with every betrayal came distrust
with every leaving came loneliness
and with everything came despair
nothing could be done
but stand helpless
watching from the stands
hoping it could all be alright
perhaps not watching from the stands
but suffocating
in the haze of happenings
and each time, a shard broke away
from the network of cracks
picture this
if everybody had a whole heart in the beginning
and each time someone got closer
you gave them a piece of it
and when you got closer
they gave you a piece of theirs
and when they left
they took their piece away
and kept yours
leaving a hole
and in the end
all thats left
would be colourful pieces patched together
but what would always remain
would be the hole that always grew bigger
with every person that hurt
i wish time could come to a standstill
when we could just stop
stop and think
think and feel
for what becomes of holes is emptiness
