that hole

You know that deep pain you feel,
the pain that grows almost everyday.
you can't fill it with the things you do.
You can't fill it with empty promises
sweet nothings,
missed opportunities,
and constant reminders.

You can't fill that hole with blood,
you promised not to spill years ago.
You can't fill that hole with time,
because time is never ending,
until you run out.
You can't fill that hole with more space,
it continues to grow.
You can't fill that hole with pain...
because you continue to groan.
You can't fill that hole with meaningless pleasure.
it's not that same.

You have to fill it with you,
because without you,
you're who?
You're nothing.
you can become something.
take all the time,
and use yourself,
to make time for yourself.
to fill you up.