A Hollow Cry

Crouched, fetal Floorshaped Hands clasped Crying out Hollow Please Make it stop Make this wretched point end Make this solo romance finish Make this deathly echo cease Hands clasped Please Pray to God To Vishnu To whoever To make it stop Rid me of this wretched pain Cast away this solo epic Follow up with deathly silence A knock A friend's failed help It will all be fine You'll be fine I don't want fine And at this dark season I don't see fine Not in sight Not in mind Only in visage Plastered thickly to wretched old eyes As, alone, I wander through dark halls encompassing Stench of death ripping off my yellow heels What is my life

Trial after triumph Upheaval post acceptance I wish for continuity And for wretched eyeliner memories to wash away Single eye staring from palm to my own And beyond, to Death staring back unwavering

A shadow haunts my every footprint Where to look I can not say Now I look on my own wood bound splint And pray to take my breath away