A broken, hollow, mockery of the human condition

by Kathrynn   Jan 24, 2006


Feeling frantic
tightening fists
she can't take
much more of this

silently inside
she screams & shouts
looks too awful
can't go out

wanting to quit
this thing called life
shredded skin
a bloody knife

a hollow girl
with empty eyes
hides her secrets
tells her lies

knowing she shouldn't
she tries to hold on
but her heart & her soul
are already gone

a broken, hollow, mockery
nothing but a shell
it looks so much like a girl
no one can even tell

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  • 17 years ago

    by Robert Spence

    I liked it. i don;t know if this was intentional but i liked how you singled out "hollow" in order to convey effect.