The Empty Shell

 

My empty shell lies wide awake

while my spirit runs away

to try to find a different place

to rest in peace away from hate

to roam so freely around the fields

engulfed in love and petty fears

fears that dont mean anything to anyone or everything

to rise and fall around the flowers

and then return home

to my empty shell

that I will fill with love and care

and rid of all the hate....... that scares

the happiness I once shared.