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Why Am I Hollow Inside?

Updated on February 11, 2014

Where Is The Love?

Where is the love?

So much love l once had,

To give out to others,

To help where 'twas needed.

Why am l hollow?

There is no more love.

Nothing inside me.

No more to give out.

Empty inside, is not a good feeling,

Everyone needs something more than existing.

Once l could help, give people a life.

Now l'm as they were.

Simply existing.

Breathing each day

Does not make me "alive".

l see no way out.

I merely survive.

For how much longer?

l cannot tell.


Winter drags on. It seems never-ending.

Homes here are flooded.

Last year 'twas snow.

Spring lambs were born

Then frozen to death.

Snow drifts abounding.

This year it's water

Overflown rivers,

causing havoc and pain.

Ocean waves higher than buildings so tall.

Still l feel nothing,

l'm hollow inside.

Oh! Where is the love????

l'm empty inside.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    What a beautiful comment. Thank you , especially for calling it "moving."

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    Janis Leslie Evans 3 years ago from Washington, DC

    You speak (or write, lol) so eloquently of pain, Dim. It's evident that you pull from the soul which makes your poetry so strong and meaningful. That hollow place of which you speak is a real place, as we all can lose that love and purpose at times, which fills us with life and fulfillment. Voted up and interesting. I wish there was a category of "moving" I could check.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you, Monis Mas. I am afraid l really did feel the way l wrote at the time. Often it helps me to write these things down. At the same time, l keep reminding myself that "This , too shall pass..." It has passed now and l am so glad you found time to read it and call it a beautiful piece.

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    Aga 3 years ago

    Beautiful piece, but I really hope you do not feel that way... There us always hope.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Well I have no excuse to be sad after that optimistic comment. Thank you so much old albion.

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    Graham Lee 3 years ago from Lancashire. England.

    Chin up Dim. Soon the lakes will be busy with visitors all will change. Happy people on their summer breaks, waking up the 'district' (not always welcome I know). The main thing to remember is that you are in England - Keep smilin' :)

    Graham..

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Hope springs eternal........ or is it the other way around?

    Thank you Micky.

    Don't know what l'd do without you.

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    Micky Dee 3 years ago

    The winter puts me down more than the summer. Spring does spring hope.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you Genna, the winter is taking its toll on me and many others, l know.

    l have just found it hard to understand why my mind seems so empty when l want to write. Having said that, l guess the rotten weather makes me more homesick and a bit depressed. Still l cannot grumble in April l am going over for a visit and when l get back winter will have finally gone.(l hope) Thank you so much for the helping me put my sensible head on for a change.

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    Genna East 3 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

    The long weeks of winter can be hard. This one has been especially harsh for many of us. My hubby says, "I feel as though we're becoming one the 'mole people.'" It must be hard for you after such a huge change in climate. But, take heart, dear heart, for spring is right around the corner, with all of its promise. Thank goodness! :-)

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Hello Marsei. You have hit the nail on the head, so to speak.

    This is my 4th Winter back in Britain after 20 years on the Canary Islands off the coast of Africa.

    Winter for me means reaching for a sweater or maybe a jacket if the temp goes below 20 degrees C.

    Not being able to write was my biggest worry. Feeling empty as though l have nothing left to say.

    Roll on Spring. Thank you for your encouragement.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Hi mckbirdbks

    A wonderful comment from you as always. Thank you so much.

    You're right about the dark tunnel. It comes and goes.

    Chin up sounds so wonderfully British! Ha! Ha!. Cheers

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    Sue Pratt 3 years ago from New Orleans

    Your poem brings your mood across too vividly, almost. If it brings you any comfort, I think many people are going through hard times right now, at least a lot of my friends and acquaintances are. Winter is tough. My son lives in England and says the endless dreary days weigh on his spirit. Living here in New Orleans, we usually have no winter, but this year, it's here full force. I think you must hang on until spring, then things will change for you. The poem has captured the emptiness I have felt at different times in my life, inability to feel love. It will pass, I'm sure. Great work, by the way.

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    mckbirdbks 3 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

    Hello Dim, Between the cold of winter and the pressure of writing it is ease to feel down from time to time. It sounds like you are in one of those dark tunnels that we all visit. I am pretty sure that animal crakers and mint tea will make things a bit better as we long for Spring together. Chin up.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Dearest Faith Reaper, l appreciate your kind words and the fact that you have reminded me it could actually be a "Winter" condition.

    Thank you so much.

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    Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

    Aw, that is a pretty low feeling for one to feel. Winter can bring on this feeling for sure, especially if you live in an area that does not get much sunshine. It is an actual condition people get during the winter and it can make one feel just as you have described here in your poem.

    I am sorry you are going through a hard time right now and I will pray it passes quickly.

    Hugs,

    Faith Reaper

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you Audrey . Pleased to see you on my page.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Hello chuckd7138

    Very kind of you to leave me a comment on this short piece.

    You have empathy from me for getting those same feelings.

    Thanks again for reading.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 3 years ago from Great Britain

    Hi billybuc.

    Thanks for your concern. I have been feeling empty as far as writing is concerned. The prose sprang from that feeling. It's as though l don't have anymore to say and it really hurts.

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    Audrey Howitt 3 years ago from California

    Such a desolate feel to this--well captured--

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    Charles Dawson 3 years ago from Virginia Beach, VA

    I know exactly how you feel. I have the same feelings more frequently than I like. Great poem.

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    Bill Holland 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

    Well my goodness, I hope this isn't really you speaking. I suspect there are a great many people who feel this way late at night in the quiet of the house as they reflect on the emptiness that is their life....I hope you aren't one of them.