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