Hollow Tips

I am never scared and my body never casts a shadow.

For I am the embodiment of my darkest wishes.

Hidden in the cracks in my falsify persona.

People always tired test me but they should know better than to poke the dog that have beaten constantly.

For one day he may bite.

I have heard every insult you can imagine as child.

A sweet innocent child who’d loved nothing more than to bury his face in books of literature.

Losing himself in a world of tranquility.

That would never exist.

I am a wolf in sheep clothing.

I am calm like water but I can destroy like a tsunami.

I have wore a mask for years seeming like centuries.

Never ever push me to limits of psychological ability to ignore your existence.

For I will snap and you will cease to exist.

I am in the night loading clips of hollow.

For all who have laughed you have to swallow.

Your pride or face one of the hallows that will make your head look shallow.

Smoke off the barrel and bullet fragment deep in your marrow.

You should better than to mess with a man.

Who been through it all and is not afraid of seeing death.