The gathering fragile tides of pride seeking shelter,
I fear not what I see.
The echoes among declining visions traumatized me,
pains stains must this be.

Hearing the howling wolf’s cries beneath the blue moon,
singing this death tune.
The bitter taste of the herbs you fed me, you denied me,
when you deprived me.

Your lies quenching lips spewing from a serpents tongue,
this wrong you’ve done.
Barren this deceitful rotting waste of cruelty from thy hand,
hostilities rush! my disgust.

Now enraged from sorrow, dreadful of the ridicule to follow,
bearing the cross I must swallow.

2 thoughts on “A Man Made Hollow

  1. I really enjoy your post. I am a young high school teacher in south central Los Angeles who has overcame the challenges of depression and trying to commit suicide during my teen years . Thank God for saving my life before it was too late. You gained a new subscriber. I hope you support my page back as well. I’m looking forward to your post!! (:

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