It's what hollow feels like. The most empty object that ever existed. So cold you don't even want to acknowledge it.
Walking this earth and living by your side. When darkness falls it disappeares into the earth. Soaked into the dirt like the roots of the oldest tree. There it lays, there it lives. Watches the world pass by.
The saddest, empty thing that ever was. It terrorizes hearts and lives, causes chaos and weeps at the wreckage. Banished from town to town, leaving pieces scattered on the trail to another. Never finding a destination. Never understanding itself.
It wants to be understood. It wants to hold your hand. It's cold and alone in this big world.
Can you relate?
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 2:25 PM UTC
It's what hollow feels like. The most empty object that ever existed. So cold you don't even want to acknowledge it.
Walking this earth and living by your side. When darkness falls it disappeares into the earth. Soaked into the dirt like the roots of the oldest tree. There it lays, there it lives. Watches the world pass by.
The saddest, empty thing that ever was. It terrorizes hearts and lives, causes chaos and weeps at the wreckage. Banished from town to town, leaving pieces scattered on the trail to another. Never finding a destination. Never understanding itself.
It wants to be understood. It wants to hold your hand. It's cold and alone in this big world.
Can you relate?
