Hollow

Genesis Scher

 

i feel hollow

like my soul was for my fate to borrow

no one will ever realise this amount of sorrow

for there is no resort for all this sadness

so how come i feel hollow?

 

i feel hollow

like there is no one with which i could share this horror

my head is screaming for which it is sore

i just can’t take this pain anymore

everyday i’m plagued by sheer terror

for there is no resort for all this madness

so how come i feel hollow?

 

i feel hollow

like everyday the same pattern is to follow precious time is running out of my hand

my misery likewise quicksand

all of this will never end

due to im caged in my mind with mirror to mirror

of my sanity this is the killer

and only my mind seems to reflect the shadow of a shadow

for there is no resort for all this darkness

so how come i feel hollow?

  • Author: Genesis Scher (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 20th, 2025 12:28
  • Category: Sad
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  • sorenbarrett

    Hollow, empty. void, nothing. A feeling that we get from time to time but to feel it for prolonged periods would be devastating. Most lovely write

    • Genesis Scher

      Your compliment is much appreciated. Depression is truly a double edged sword, wouldn’t have found writing for myself without it I fear

    • arqios

      Welcome to MPS 🙏🏻🕊️



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