Hollow, hollow, empty and bare
A void inside, a soul laid bare
No depth, no substance, just a shell
Aching for meaning, aching to swell
Hollow, hollow, echoes resound
Through the gaping emptiness found
Aching, yearning to be filled
With something real, something that's willed
Hollow, hollow, a winding maze
Lost in the darkness, lost in the haze
Searching for something to hold on to
But finding nothing, just an endless view
Hollow, hollow, aching with pain
Aching for love, aching in vain
For love has no place in this empty space
It's just a reminder of what can't be replaced
Hollow, hollow, a chasm deep
Filled with regrets, regrets to keep
Aching for a chance to start anew
But the past lingers, a haunting brew
Hollow, hollow, a broken heart
Fragile and shattered, torn apart
Aching for someone to mend the cracks
But no one comes, just silence, no tracks
Hollow, hollow, a wilted flower
Once vibrant, now losing its power
Aching for the sun to shine again
But darkness consumes, a never-ending pain
Hollow, hollow, a forgotten dream
Fading away, no longer seen
Aching for hope to light the way
But hope is lost, in this hollow stay
Hollow, hollow, a vacant mind
No thoughts, no words, just a bind
Aching for inspiration to ignite
But it's all dried up, a hopeless plight
Hollow, hollow, a barren land
No life, no growth, just grains of sand
Aching for a drop of rain
But the drought persists, in this endless pain
Hollow, hollow, a hollow life
Filled with sorrow, filled with strife
Aching for meaning, aching for more
But it's all hollow, at its very core
Hollow, hollow, a sad refrain
The emptiness echoes, in vain
Aching for a voice to fill the space
But the voice is gone, without a trace
Hollow, hollow, a longing cry
A call for help, a desperate try
Aching for someone to understand
But it's just me, in this hollow land
Hollow, hollow, a tearful plea
For someone to come and set me free
Aching for the emptiness to cease
But it's just me, in this hollow peace
Hollow, hollow, a final goodbye
As I embrace the emptiness, with a sigh
Aching for something to make it right
But it's just me, in this hollow night.
Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
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