Hole

Its nine am as she wakes up from last nights dream.

like any other dream she falls down the same black hole.

its the hole where she hides it all. her emotions and her fears. their all stored in her black hole.

in the corner of the hole way at the bottom. she stores her goals. all the goals she will never accomplish.

and buried in the dirt way at the bottom of the hole is perfection.

and yeah she knows she'll never get their.