The Darkness Within: Vol. 4

Hollow Inside

Hollow

Empty

Knocking, knocking, I knock again

But nothing

Nothing

Nothing...

I see nothing

I hear nothing

I feel nothing

But empty space

An empty grin

An empty promise

All I feel is the cavity within

I'm tired

I'm done

I want it all gone

But all I hear

Is empty silence

The sound of my footsteps

Echoing in quietness

The sound of my knocking

Is hollow, empty

I lean against the door

I hear it creak

The wood is old

But so am I