Hollowed
The words flow in
They force all thought out
Then im left as hull
Hollow from the inside out
Nothing inside
except for broken dreams
Being crushed under the tide
were life is less than it seems
The point is gone
Reason has left
Is this realy pain
or is it for the best.
If hope is out there
I need you quick.
If its not though
the just leave me to be sick.
Copyright © Josh Nipper | Year Posted 2011
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