The Grounds of Hollow
I fallen down beneath
The grounds of hollow
Whispers echo voices
Roman choices
I scream as I rise up
By your cold gray dead stone
Flowers dying
People crying
My heart unfeeling
Why am I so cold inside
I'm only trying to feel alive
My feet moving forward
While my mind pulls me back
Slippin in a crack in the ground
I fallen back beneath of the grounds of which
I am found
I pick myself up and look around and all that can be found
Is dirt upon the ground
Humpal beneath the surface again
With scars upon my skin
The cuts are so deep but it only makes me dance deeper
Beneath the surface
I'm walking in my sins
Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like if I would just wake up if I would just wake up
Sometimes it just never crosses my mind guess I'm so hollow empty there's no room for feelings
I'm my own disaster beneath the grounds of no happy Ever After .
If my tears was to flow
It will be my evil blood
I let go running like the
River and floods of
Tomorrow
The disaster for your eyes peeled off the ground floor
Toss through and open door
I'm so unfeeling
I scream for more .
Copyright © Venita Schindler | Year Posted 2017
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