Empty Spaces.

And, again, the woman put out her arms,
"Who can help me fill these empty spaces?"
She gracefully fell to her knees...
and quietly sobbed,
she felt like such a disgrace...
she had failed at everything she tried,
her life-long dreams, just memories in the wind.
She had nothing that she wanted,
She had all she needed...
Solitude, solace, silence,
yet there she stood
her arms outreached,
her hands cupped
open toward the open skies.