"hollow"
- and the moon speaks again
- Jul 1, 2021
- 1 min read
A hollow shell
of the person I would be,
could be,
should be,
I am not much
anymore
for they stole the traits
which I longed to have,
they process the world
the way that I wish to
so instead of finding
the coveted solution,
I sit under the dim
in the water’s path
and wonder why
the world should be so cruel.
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