Hollowing Inside

Something's hollowing inside,

It's all from swallowing inside

Pain, and efforts vain, the stains

Of character, faults insane.

It's not loneliness, cause

There's only mess, loss

Of smile, amidst

piles, and lists.

Of those who care,

 they're there

They stare,

at my pair of eyes, 

And layers of cries 

they ignore, 

The sore, 

the gore, 

cause it bores

All. It's time to fall

for an unknown call

And crawl down, 

stroll, frown

In the queer town

of feelings, 

which deep down 

are reeling.

Author's Note

Suggestions, Opinions and Criticism welcome