Category: Writers Block
Hollow.
Broken hearts,
Like shattered glass,
empty dreams,
Never came to pass.
Broken wings,
Like scattered hopes,
Worthless life,
Was on the ropes.
Distant thoughts,
On the wind,
Frade edges,
Gathering.
Empty words,
Blank untruths,
Lies and slander,
Were the tools.
They broke you down,
Left you for dead,
Fed on your sole,
Ait it like bread.
Now you’re here,
devoid of joy,
A fractured shell,
Remnants of a boy.