An ode to lost souls

This hole in my heart.
It forever grows.
Perhaps it was meant to be.
No one really knows.

This hole in my heart.
I only give a shove.
If you could only see:
All I need is love.

This hole in my heart.
Mind of a child.
Is it wrong to be me?
Is it wrong to be wild?

This hole in my heart.
It will never fully heal.
Don't worry, though:
I'm learning slowly to deal.

This hole in my heart.
My voice echoes like thunder,
but try as I might:
All I know is wonder.

This hole in my heart.
Though I've gone to great lengths:
Without my vulnerability
I'd not know strength.

This hole in my heart.
I might be fairly slow.
I don't know how or why,
but I continue to grow.

This hole in my heart.
Though I am very sad;
I've experienced love,
and that makes me glad.

This hole in my heart.
I can't go on.
I'm too tired, and
it's always darkest before the dawn.

The whole of my heart.
Wants you to know.
You're a beautiful person,
and I love your soul.