In a Nuthshell

Hollow

I'm all too confused.
I'm loosing control so quickly.
My emotions are becoming a giant rollercoaster.
Constantly going up hills and down hills.
I feel so hollow.
Like a rotting, dead log in the middle of a autumn forest.
I feel as if I have no significance.
Anything I do won't change it.
No matter what I say.
No matter what I do.
Can't I just restart?
Oh how I wish I could.
Just before you came back into my life.
I could have ended it sooner.
I could have saved myself.
Maybe now I wouldn't be writing this poem.
For you have made me hollow.
You've made me feel so hollow.
It's my fault though.
I've always been the pushover.
The doormat.
The dirt under a persons shoes.
If I didn't trust you so much.
If I didn't believe you.
Maybe, just maybe I wouldn't be writing this poem.
Except, you made me feel so hollow.