holey heart

this is a beautiful
world i live in.
yet,
there is one
thing wrong.

i am living with a hole in my heart.

those around me receive
the goodness
of God
that flows out of it.

and i am left
with a leaking
heart.

sweet memories,
tainted
by the gaping
feeling my porous
heart carries.

is this God's job
to fix it,
or mine?