Hollow

The hours I spent,
Wasting my damn time confiding in you.
Are you now going to sit there,

With a smug grin plastered on your face,
And tell me it was all for nothing?
I don't know,

I've never been in love,
Where my heart swells with euphoria,
Only to have it smashed into a thousand 

Slivers of what used to be a whole.
I've never felt that, 
But I think I'd rather feel that,

Then have my heart brutally crushed
By my own blood.
I'm never going to get

Those precious moments back,
And I know for sure, you can never,
Ever make up for the ocean of tears,

These seemingly hollow brown eyes 
Have cried because of you.
These hollow eyes that you see now,

Are actually deeper than you'd ever think.
They reach into the depths of my soul,
That you only wish you could see,

But are masked by the hurt your sharp words
Lashed upon me.
God, I want to hate you,

I want to look you in the eyes 
And scream all the hate out.
But I can't, 

Damnit, I can't even though
I wish I could.
I want to put words to this pain

And I want you to feel what I do.
I will NEVER give you the satisfaction
Of knowing you got under my skin.

I will never, ever
Let myself be as low as you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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