Hollow Man

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You look into my eyes and what do you see,
The emptiness inside that's consuming me,
My soul is cracked and slowly splitting open,
Filling me with the pain of words unspoken.

The relentless pressure to keep carrying on,
But the passion inside has faded and gone,
My heart is withered and my love is dead,
Just waiting for the words that you never said.

The years have passed by and we've grown apart,
Not sustaining the magic there was at the start,
Going through the routine of each and every day,
Having conversations but with nothing to say.

I'm living a life that isn't really mine,
And trying to convince myself things will be fine,
All I ever wanted were your affections,
But all I ever received were your rejections.

This is the torment I hide without trace,
Behind the mask of my happy face,
See through this if ever you can,
All that's left is a hollow man.

© A S May 2013

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