Hollow

I can no longer fight

my spirit has left.

I am now 

a cold, hollow shell.

Yet you come to me

with a fake embrace

telling me that everything will be all right.

How can it be?

For this ordeal has stripped everything

from me.

So instead of the warm, loving person 

you once knew

is a cold-hearted person with many negative views.

This ordeal has changed me;

there’s no chance to save me;

no need to hold me

and tell me your optimistic lies.

For you were the one who had changed me.