Holes
I find myself at the bottom of a cold and lonely hole
the darkness that surrounds reaches through me to the very center of my soul
unable to pull out, to climb up from this life shattering abyss
for its your spirit, your beauty, your very essence that i miss
there are at times a passer by
but none want to peer down into the gloom
as i waste away in this black place
this unforgiving self made tomb
but i was thinking, with a certain degree of sanity
if i had dug this dad gum hole, i could dig others
please excuse my use of profanity
i could dig to define how much i miss having you around
you would always be reminded
as i'd have holes dug all over town
holes for regrets, there would be so damned many
of this kind of hole, i wonder
have you been digging any
i may have to dig shallow for all the things that have gone wrong
it would go on for miles i'm afraid
lord knows it would be that long
to show how much you really mean to me
one hole just wouldnt do
i'd dig night and day
until i had dug at least a thousand or two
to express the depth of love that is true
if given the chance i will forever be digging
for the rest of my life
i will be your digging fool
but right now i am trapped down in here
left alone with hopes i will simply fade away
but i need you, i need you to need me too
its in your heart i need to stay
you know, there is one hole i would gladly dig and not feel the least bit blue
that hole could begin right here
and lead me to be always beside you
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