Tag: #hollow

Foot prints on the moon

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Go quietly, go peacefully, leave your tiny foot prints on the moon.

Wait for me amongst heavenly bodies, where we will meet again soon.

Your journey has sadly ended and yet, it’s only just begun, in a moment I will close my eyes, one final time, and we’ll be together as one.

For this world did not deserve you and I fear neither did I, but this life feels like a hopeless void without my tiny special guy.

So wait for me and please don’t cry, mommy is on her way. It won’t be years, weeks or months, I will be with you today…

Betrayed…

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Empty, hollow, a never ending void, the way you left me feeling when you left my heart destroyed,

Shattered, broken, a mere shell of a man, your actions were so ruthless I simply could not understand,

Lost, anxious, hopelessly depressed, questioning my worth because I gave you nothing but my best,

Shocked, confused, where’s my self respect? I invited all this pain when I accepted this neglect

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Solace in Solitude

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Should you seek me, you would find me all alone inside my cave, to my thoughts there, I am enslaved, but where the solitude is my comfort, I have stayed,

Far away from the eyes of judgement, except that of my own accord, a dark place inside my mind, filled with pain that I have stored,

I grow quieter and quieter, I have left this world behind, I am willingly in a prison, a prison crafted in my mind,

A dark place, a cold place, where all trauma seems to echo, old wounds are hard to let go, but in my head I’ve made my bed though and I’ll have bled until I’m dead but still I can’t let them know…

The Broken man

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Quiet Friday afternoon, the sun will sure be setting soon, ground floor of a cheap motel, an empty man that’s just a shell

Car broke down, it’s somewhere stuck, a broken man down on his luck, all his life a punching bag, discarded like a torn up rag

Trying just to numb the pain, a loaded needle to a vein, he knows it’s not the way to deal, he just can’t cope with how he feels

Turns off the lights and goes to bed, demons dancing through his head, eyes shut he begins to pray, tomorrow brings a better day

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I can not be…

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I can not be the only lonely soul drifting through existence, a face in the crowd with my head in the clouds, the persistence of distance consistent

I can not be the most hollow of hearts on a path traveled by so many, we walk side by side yet held hostage by pride, show contempt so contently I resent thee

I can not be the most morbid of minds in a world so full of sorrows, haunted by your death as you took your last breath, for tomorrows not promised just borrowed