There are hollow pieces of carbon
With much more depth than skin deep
Where the memories seem to creep
In science, lies bone marrow
But this one human remains hollow

His blood no longer flows
The passive movement of his legs
Is only supported by the intake of kegs
His head is in a constant pound
But he does not even make a sound

His heart is frozen in time
Collapsed in the graves of yesterday
No words are needed to say
Because he knows the clock of his lives
Has severed his innocence & struck nine

The light that illuminated his surround
Drew him like a helpless little fly
Without the possibility to die
Infatuation on the 28th of December
Turns into a time that hurts to remember

Changed by the Earth's full cycle
Left limping by the skin of his teeth
Because she had no intentions beneath
The old tunes are daggers to his sane
To make due, grey matter was drained

The hollow boy in a shell
Stuck in a nightmare with his fears
As his memories burned and seared
Black hollow she left became his brain
And light she turned out became the perpetuating migraine