I'm hollowed to the marrow
Torn apart by this constant wind of emptiness,
My eyes seeking for the answer of a better tomorrow,
The malevolence of a disapearing bliss
Gripping the infinity of a starless night
Lost in a sphere of never ending torments
Riving the scale of an excruciating moroseness.
Struggle and despair you carry
Euphoria and passion you exult,
While I can share nothing but a gap
Attached to a breeze
Falling into nothingness
Fatigued by the time flowing
Hollowed to the marrow
Spellcheck: disappearing. 2 p's
excrutating/excruciating. Besides that this was pretty good.
Model, Actress, Writer...is there anything you can't do? This is a great poem.
Wow Lady Stephanie another awesome poem. Love the words stuggle and despair. Keep up the excellent work.
You have a way of mixing words and deliver some very powerful imagery,......."Torn apart by this constant wind of emptiness" I like it
Your poems are so dark! What's haunting you?
Beautiful use of words once again, it's not often that you can actually feel as hollow as the poem describes by just reading, it's truly amazing the way you accomodate words together to induce a true feeling in the readers