there is a hole inside of me
it has been there for years
it started with my father's death
grew with my rape
expanded each and every failed relationship
this hole grew out of failure
and dissappointment
self-depricating behaviors
giving in
giving up again and again
it started out like a rash of poison ivy
first, at one spot
then the itching comes
then legs and arms and body are covered
and there is nothing left to do but
lie in bed and TRY not to cry
this hole is filled from time to time
with some person who
is willing to take the chance
to give their love time affection
to brush past the WARNING sign and
try their hand at the beast
and for awhile it works
i am settled calm happy
my life is good and full of love
then the hesitation sets in
the unsettledness
the uneasy feelings
the shifty-feet and wandering eyes
this is when the beast wanders off
and finds another to occupy her mind
forgive me
all of you in the past and future
you cannot tame this beast