Hollow_Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem not even about a girl anymore, just a piece of my life that i cant quite find. I dont even know what the piece is i just know there is shit in my life that is missing, and i dont think it is a simple as a girl. The girl talked about in the poem isnt even a girl perse more a metaphor for morality. So read, enjoy, and for the love of God comment.

Submitted: August 18, 2007

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I am alone and dejected

Her eyes in mine still reflected

I pushed her from me

In hopes of being free

But now I am caged and alone

Just staring at the phone

Wishing she was with me now

Wishing I could tell her how

I was a fool to think I had a need

From her loving embrace freed

For now it is abundantly clear

Losing her should have been my greatest fear

 

For all along it was she

That was my morality

My heart, my conscience my will to be

The only thing that made me, me

And now that she is gone

It is the unfortunate dawn

Of a bleak and empty day

In which my heart must say

I am a hollow man

Alone without a plan


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