*Mmm...! I'm still on a darkling streak...But I haven't written a majority of "happy poems" in my time as a member of this forum. LOL. This little creation is another one of my half-alive half-in-reality inklings of the mind. Have you ever had a day where you feel you're not "all there" or simply..."Slightly Hollow"? Well...This poem is for you.*

*Dedicated to the world's slowly vanishing souls...I see you...Come back through the looking glass...Shadows don't suit you.*

Oct 3, 2006 at 11:52 pm

Slightly Hollow

Broken heart where can you be?
Shattered and scattered which blind eyes cannot see.
Chained hands reach without avail...
Bloodless and loveless contained in skin so pale.

Half a mind and a mind so rotten...
Twisted and torn, I am but forgotten.
Silence this deadman's voice in its throat.
Tears to a river become a corpse afloat.

Slighty hollow, not here nor there...
Simply amissed by society's vicous stare...
Tear this life asunder for I will not care...
Because living so tornly is more than I can bear...