1 November 2012
After living this way
For a year now
I've made drastic adaptations
To survive.
Over time
My feelings, thoughts
And all love
Drained painfully out of me.
So now I don't feel
Anything at all
No matter what
They do to me.
I've developed a
Hard, indestructable shell
No one gets in
It holds me together.
This way no one
Can see my sorrow
It's hidden under
This thick, tough mask.
For now
I can survive this wilderness
But should my shell
Get broken,
My entire being
Would collapse,
Because I've got nothing left inside,
I'm hollow.
Hollow • Opuss № I