These Hollow Halls

I close my eyes and imagine These Hollow Halls
Vibrant in their virgin garb
Afore ever the stain of strife, of humanity
Crept within, cutting away the innocence,
Stealing the beauty once sacred

I long for what once was,
For what can never again be;
The tender clarity
Of Selene and me

Close your eyes and imagine...

Author's Note

Just something that after reading, and then rereading much of my other works, makes me realize how much of a depressing person I am. I should probably be on medication or something...

Reviews

[Pax]

my friend, you don't needed a medication, you need a friend who listen, you needed yourself to expressed what's lies beneath the hollows of your mind & soul... we are all Susceptible to depression, it is just a matter on how we handle them well, never losing our self-control... I think you missed someone, the part in which you were whole(complete), now i think you seems broken, you just needed time to repair the wounds of what was cut from your life... medication is just precaution for those things you can't control, but it seems to me you are coping very well by just writing, your doing the right thing... don't forget we are here, your friends... :)

[AprilRN1210]

"for what once was/for what can never again be"... don't we all rehash and ponder on this from time to time?.. plagued by the "what if's" of life.... those "hallow halls" haunting with echoes of yesterday.... those "stains of strife, of humanity" can color our lives with the darkest of hues, obscuring our vision of what truly lies beneath and ahead if we are not careful.. beautifully moving write as always, my friend...

[MOON]

Poignant , stealing sacred beauty , deep write.

[Lyn Anderson]

Wow. I see. Umm, aren't we all full of angst and anger in here? This is our medication ...

[Caradoc]

Yup. Aren't we all? Thanks for stopping by. :) You've brought a smile to my face.