User:Athena Hawkins/Hollow


 * I didn't want to know where emotions came from
 * The sorrow spirit held me under her thumb
 * As she tore her sharp teeth through my skin
 * And sucks out where my happiness had been
 * Snacking on my cheer, keeping me in fear
 * Striking me all the while with envy spear
 * I cry out but not even family should know
 * How I keep letting my emotions steal the show


 * She holds me tight, my back on the wall
 * Letting my fears overcome my pleading calls
 * The lungs swell up, the air stops coming
 * Dying as she only keeps humming
 * My body wears thin, my heart dies down
 * Deep in the sea of sorrow I drown
 * Watch as my heart continuously unfolds
 * From the depths come a surge of cold


 * Hollow


 * As the sorrow spirit finishes sucking out the cheer
 * I only watch as she gives me a frightening leer
 * The cruel spirit gives me a look of schadenfreude
 * My body groaning as she sucks out some blood
 * The only thing in return she gives is negativity
 * Which results in me burying friends in insensitivity
 * As my body struggles, I look down at my chest
 * She licks at the hollow heart between my breasts


 * No more power to me, I left the negativity capture me
 * She leaves me alone, imprisons me in a cell with glee
 * All this steaming from the feeling of unequal
 * The fear of me having no one who considers me their equal
 * Through night and day I watch from my isolated throne alone
 * As life goes and goes and more friendships are blown
 * I grasp onto reality, my closest friends fade away
 * As I watch Mother Earth plunge into the era of doomsday


 * Hollow


 * They sit there, wondering what the hell is wrong with me
 * But sometimes I guess I just can't really let it all be
 * My brain blows a fuse, my body goes numb and I go blind
 * As my heart collapses under the weight of a ruined mind


 * Hollow


 * So many of my closer friends wonder if I'm alright
 * I seem in a bad mood so often day to night
 * Usually I say no, sometimes yes, but all it is lies
 * Even when I look at them straight in the eyes
 * They worry about me, I love them very much
 * But I always seem to be very out of touch
 * Be my friend of my enemy, that's up to you
 * But whatever the case, I worry for you


 * I hate ranting it out or talking it out
 * Sometimes that tends to be the right route
 * I want to look safe, I want the right feels
 * But I hang onto the past and what's not real
 * The feeling of replacement or loss
 * The discomfort of not knowing everything
 * Even the feeling of them not liking me any longer
 * They all make my anxiety stronger


 * They sit there, wondering what the hell is wrong with me
 * But sometimes I guess I just can't really let it all be
 * My brain blows a fuse, my body goes numb and I go blind
 * As my heart collapses under the weight of a ruined mind


 * Hollow
 * Hollow


 * It'll all be okay eventually, I can't be like this forever
 * But I need others to help me progress through the never
 * Sometimes I feel the need to just cut my tether
 * But that ain't the option no matter the weather
 * I need to calm down and look back at my life
 * Realize how happy I'll be, with my gorgeous wife
 * But what if death unfolds, or the hollowness overcomes?
 * Only I get to choose the option that goes under my thumbs


 * Hollow