Karaoke Night - Chapter 5: Time to Let Go
" **what do i have but negativity when i can't justify the way everyone is looking at me/just stuck, hollow and alone, and the fault is my own, and the fault is my own...**" i was tired of the looks, tired of the suspicion.
Below The Nothing
.** **_strong, but weak, filling, but hollowed._**
Poem #33: The Senses
I feel so hollow no ground beneath my feet the walls have gone no finger, but glass brittle as air. i feel so wonderful sorrow fills my heart anger seethes my core joy from tip to tip confusion a comfort.
The Why of Werewolves
Abandon all the rest-- all the prattling politics, world wars, inundation with toxins, coy marketing schemes-- charlatans and liars, hollow vanity binding us in chains-- a deep breath, skin sloughing off.
Spinning while sleeping...
Monotony heavy to follow, to do so would leave me hollow, i crave what's no longer shown, i crave more...
Masked Puppet
A phrase frequently used by hollow shells like an accepted password, the ropes begin to unravel. the actor fumbles and falls upon the rigid, gelid stage floor. the audience unimpressed.
Deep-ending...
Delaying the playing to a future of forgetting such fun we let the youth go about, happily chasing the sun sing the song from before you were born helping who remains, deal with memories torn shackles slide from those held by opinions grown in half-hearted hollow
Heart in Me
But the words were hollow, sounding more like echoes in the darkness than a voice. the menacing laughter that responded to his claim felt infinitely more real than his own voice.
Six Feet Under
The hollow is just about large enough to fit my shoulders, with a bit more to dig up. it's uncomfortable as skin touches the bare earth, but the shirt over my nostrils are helping to filter out the falling soil. i'm now half-kneeling in the dirt.
Warrick's Tale part 0
It wasn't a joyful laugh, it was a hollow-sounding laugh that filled maverick and dominick with dread. "i have until the end of the day to leave the black citadel."
Bunny Oddysea: Saga of the Spirit Healer
They got the camp packed, then walking deeper in the marshy hollow the sound of cicadas working into the background. halashsa was quite his mind lost it thought until stumbling on a stay root collapsing to the ground in a "yah!"
Tig on the Run
He crouched beneath a hollow log watching a field before him. there in the center of the field stood a mighty buck, his horns spanned high into the air. this one would feed him and his family well for a few days.