Hallow

Hallow
A beautiful girl lays silently in her bed

Hallow

It’s after noon and she hasn’t moved

Hallow

The room is lighted with nothing but the sunlight peeking through
Hallow

Desolation like a sad lullaby humming in her cold body

Hallow

Continuing to wonder why he isn’t under the sheets beside her
Hallow

He was here just two days ago
Hallow
The relentless memories replay in her mind
Hallow
Images of what happened flashing before her eyes
Hallow
Her gaze shifts to the black dress set out on her dresser
Hallow

Someone murmurs in her ear, “It’s time.”

Hallow
She watches the casket lower six feet under the ground
And she feels like she should cry
But she can’t
She’s Hallow