Best Poems Written by Marissa Richardson

Hollow

My body may be a temple, but I haven't taken very good care of this temple
There are no flowers laid out in front of the altar
I have not swept up the crumbled ash from incense
The candles have all burned down
The wax trails down to the floor

My body may be a temple, but I haven't taken very good care of this temple
My hair hasn't been washed in a week
My eyes are dark from exhaustion
Every single movement takes too much energy
Who knows when I'll get dressed

My body may be a temple, but I haven't taken very good care of this temple
I don't eat much anymore
I say it's because I'm not hungry
They don't know that it's a lie
Or maybe they do

My body may be a temple, but I haven't taken very good care of this temple
My eyes aren't the honey brown they once were
Now, they're lifeless and dull
Like a dead leaf in autumn
Drifting down down down

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