Unfilled Holes

There is no way in to your soul, I'm told. A chasm vast, a void that can't be filled, Where darkness thrives and the light is stilled. I search for paths, for bridges to create, But find no entry, no portal or gate. Yet still I yearn, with hope against all odds, To mend the fragments, to show how much I care. The hole within, it haunts my every thought, A puzzle unsolved, a bridge not built. But I'll persist, with love as my own guide, To heal your soul, in you, I will confide.