Hollow

Standing alone
under crimson skies
All the adoration I felt
pouring out through my eyes
I felt so lost and now
nothing
Like a wave of emptiness
roaring and crushing
If what I truly want, I cannot have
will never hold
I'd rather be a doll
beautiful and cold
Under the sunset
I'll gaze one last time
Blank stare to the ocean
so pure, so divine
I'd like to know
what it's like to sing
To my heart's content
I'm wondering
But silently, I'll wander on
Until the summer breeze is gone

Reviews

[rubydreamer]

This is incredibly haunting. I cannot help but imagine being in the calm in the eye of a silent-roaring red storm... like watching a horror-action scene of the swirling debris on mute. It illustrates such an empty feeling, like loosing the strength to hold out any hope for your dreams and passions...
I guess it reminds me of the moment when passion dies, and your left with a hollow shell.
"I'd rather be a doll
beautiful and cold"
That's my favorite line, mostly because I can so vividly imagine an empty, emotionless, "cold" expression on your face as you stare out into a red-hued sea... as if it was filled with the blood you spent trying so hard to find something worth the pain of chasing something you can't quite grab on to.
Ahhh... I love.