Array ( [sid] => 21329 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Hollow [time] => 2003-08-01 08:05:00 [hometext] => * This is a dark and disturbing poem. It was inspired by a song by Project 86 called Hollow although the song has nothing to do with what is contained in the poem. * [bodytext] => Walls, streaked with blood and sweat
Stain my room like a nightmare
Fresh blood trickles down
I can almost taste it the air is so rank
My eyes hollow and vacant
Stare, uncaring, yet fixated
My body is raw and red,
But these drugs turn the pain to ecstacy,
And the blood pours from me
Striving to mend me with some sense of wholeness
It never stops and I am never whole

Yearning to be complete
I bash my walls releasing my frustration,
But leave only a bloodied handprint
I am stuck here, pleading, to be released,
But I trapped myself here and now I am stuck
The air is filled with the stench of blood
And like a shark I am driven on
How cruel, how beautiful, how unfulfilling
Slashing away to attain my prize
That some people know as DEATH
I'm hollow, I need to be whole [comments] => 2 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 13 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Hollow


Hollow
Date: Friday, 1st August 2003 @ 08:05:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: bobotheclown
Walls, streaked with blood and sweat
Stain my room like a nightmare
Fresh blood trickles down
I can almost taste it the air is so rank
My eyes hollow and vacant
Stare, uncaring, yet fixated
My body is raw and red,
But these drugs turn the pain to ecstacy,
And the blood pours from me
Striving to mend me with some sense of wholeness
It never stops and I am never whole

Yearning to be complete
I bash my walls releasing my frustration,
But leave only a bloodied handprint
I am stuck here, pleading, to be released,
But I trapped myself here and now I am stuck
The air is filled with the stench of blood
And like a shark I am driven on
How cruel, how beautiful, how unfulfilling
Slashing away to attain my prize
That some people know as DEATH
I'm hollow, I need to be whole

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