hollow shell

once again alone in my shell
This hollow empty place
That I know all to well

I guess that my fire burning so bright
Made me blind to the darkness
That has taken my light

I see the bridge burning
But I keep coming back
For just one more chance
To dig through the ash

The more that I dig
The more that I see
These ashes are made of
What used to be me

I'll stay in the flame
Even though it hurts
Because Walking away
Would be so much worse

I've already been dead
Two times before
But Living like this
Hurts so much more

Your so indifferent
I'd rather feel hate
I can't understand
How things got this way

When your right beside me
I feel so alone
You put up a wall and
Left me out in the cold

Your actions don't agree
With the words you say
You can't turn your back
And expect me to stay

It don't make a difference
If there's somebody else
Whether there is or not
I'm still by myself

so If you've given up already
You might as well leave
There's already a tombstone
Where my heart used to be....

Reviews

[EDWARD MAKAROW]

VERY WELL DONE. NICE POEM. EVERYTHING RHYMED.