Hollow.

A poem about how it feels when my depression flares to it's worst. The repetitive rhyme scheme and use of the word hollow is meant to be a reflection of my state of mind when i am deep in it like that.

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Through hollow eyes, I'm watching life,

a frozen body wrapped in ice.

I feel in shreds and lost to light,

I lay in bed and always hide.

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I'm always trapped inside my mind,

in which I'll rot given due time.

Down hollow halls, I walk to find

more vacant walls to stand behind.

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My hollow heart cannot survive this hollow life I've come to find.

A hollow chest grows weak with time, no blood runs through my hollow spine.

I cannot take the hollow lies, the words that echo, "you'll be fine."

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A hollow soul just cannot find,

a piece of peace to ease its mind.

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Edit: I rearranged the second stanza to flow more smoothly.

Edit2: Thank you all so much for the awards and the likes and the comments as well. This is a wonderful community and it means the world that you all took the time to read and comment on my work.