Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Hollowed

Hollowed and empty
My flight will not hold
No touch will be comfort
No place there to dwell
Breathless with fright
Free falling, to no sight
I’ve drowned out the sound
With abiding malaise 
I’ve come to a place
Never known by grace
Deserted in deserts 
The skins become weathered
The souls become desperate 
This place is my master
Now,
Vague in a daze 
I’m failing without grace
The plains never end
The sky a deep haze
This eery yellow light
An entity without life
Entrapped in a fate
That lacks all faith
Coincidences surrounding
I hate with no restraint
Below the land is haunting
Below the sea is drenched
A land that’s quite barren
A forever nameless place
And the time will not pass
The time will not pass

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