Alone again, the quiet descends,
A quiet within where feelings once bloomed,
A garden untended for years upon end,
Weeds have set in, destroyed, consumed.

I feel hollow,
I feel hollow,
I feel hollow,
I feel hollow,
Yeah.

Anger burns low,
Smiles are brittle,
Laughter is slow,
Feeling turns fickle,
Love turns to loss,
Loss that is empty,
Shifting like dust,
The chasm within me.

I feel hollow,
I feel hollow,
I feel hollow,
I feel hollow,
Yeah.

I feel hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow…

Standing on the edge looking into the abyss,
Screaming my name until words seem slack,