The hollow.
The sound of my paining voice bounces off the walls of an empty void like like echoes in a cavern.

I speak but it falls on busy ears.
Their eyes and
Their minds and
Their hearts in three different places.

I truly believe you can feel a heart breaking.

The glass is half full but its filled with poison.

I laugh with myself
I cry with myself
I lie to myself it's all going to be ok.