Blue Hole
She's got a big blue hole
In her soul
Where she stores all her tears
And her fears
The place where she goes to
When she's blue
Red hole is for anger
Within her
Where she stores raging ire
Livid fire
When she's mad, she goes there
That's quite rare
There's a black hole within
Makes her spin
Where she stores dark desires
Sin's wildfires
She goes there when she shouldn't
Wish she wouldn't
The white hole is for love
Of God 'bove
Where she stores her heart's dreams
Tender schemes
This is where she's now found
Where she's crowned
This white hole makes her feel
Helps her heal
It grows bigger in size
As she tries
To flush out other holes
From her soul
05.29.2021
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2021
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