Down the Hole
The hole is deep and eventually all my hopes and dreams go there.
Where has the money gone?
Down the hole!
Down the hole!
***
Where has my love gone?
Down the hole!
Down the hole!
***
Where have all my plans gone?
Down the hole!
Down the hole!
***
All my hopes and dreams,
all my work and toil,
all go down the hole
she helped to dig.
***
Now, I’m broke.
Now, I’m sick
and losing hope.
***
She put me in a hole
with reckless intent
***
I warned.
I begged.
***
But her pockets had holes,
deep enough to never save,
deep enough to sink the dime.
***
She never saved.
She never stopped.
***
And now my life
slips away
down the hole
she made.
Down the hole
where love stays.
***
Now, I’m with her.
Down the hole!
Down the hole!
(this is dedicated to those that live with a person with spending addiction)
About the Creator
Dean Traylor
* Masters in special education and degree in journalism.
*Seasoned writer for the last 30+ years (Newspapers, Magazines, Internet sites)
* Former writer at Hubpages, Helium, and Wikinut.
* Current: Medium (https://medium.com/@ds_traylor)
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