Hollow

Dead
Dead is how I feel.
Lying in bed eyes open.
Staring at nothing but darkness.
Mind in complete dismay.
Why?
Why must I feel this way?
Do I love torment and misery so?
Does my love for the night reflect the way I am?
The appearance of happiness when I feel nothing.
Dull glazed eyes staring into live ones, but
Do they notice?
No.
No one does.

Reviews

[Eric Cox]

Much pain and sadness within, being hollow can catch us. Nice job on this.

[_mal]

Can really relate to this.

[Sukriti Suki]

Lovely! I loved it from the start to the end..the title fits aptly. Does my love for night reflect the way I am?...wonderful1