Dec 25, 2007 22:31
Hollow
On the outside she cries
For the emptiness she holds inside
And the love she never got
A space in her life she never filled was her heart
Grief was the plague that carried him away
His smile remains plastered in her memories
And as she weeps
The world leaves her behind
Especially when what means the most
is forgotten like an old photograph
When she notices
That she as well has nothing left to live for
She gently seems to fade with time
Like loved ones before her
She is one among many
Whose pain wells deeply
And their souls are hollow and unreal
Slowly fading with time
No one seems to notice the outcasts
Who are gently forgotten
But these days and memories
That may cause you to stay
Are some-what sad and disturbing
But they are the things that keep us strong
Until the day that we finally escape
And fade away
- the 2nd part to widow
hollows,
the widow