I have been empty for an eternity
All I have left is this lifeless reality, cuts made fresh by those near me
Icy words are their tool, my weakness and my nightmare
My words are always my downfall, twisted and mangled
They force the mirror in front of my face and I see the gnarled reflection
This is their favorite part

They leave me now, hollowed out and empty
What’s left of me aches for their cuts to just split me open

My shell becomes dry, cracking slowly as each night passes
I can feel myself on the edge of falling apart
My breath is shallow, anticipating their icy cuts
Maybe they will finally be enough to destroy me, sending me off into a dusty haze

What a comforting feeling this is, for then I could no longer be hollow

I could be free


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