Hollow Ground

Hollow Ground

Like the effluent rose, failing to blossom,

I am stranded
With no defence I sit and wait for the inevitable storm that will strip me of all my colour
All my emotion
All my life
Rain cascades like tears down my withering body.
Battered by the elements as i stare at the ground, waiting for it to consume me
I am weak
I had faith once, i used to admire the ocean of blue above
My beauty is still ever present, but it’s invisible to most
I am invisible
The world that we live in is a picture of serenity, but the earth is filled with parasites
Preying on the weak as they make their way to the top
Forgetting all they once were
Staying true to yourself is a dying art
And not everything is how it appears before us
But even though i’m suffering,
I am still a rose
And I am still beautiful

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this for a very special girl who's soul has been turned to dust.
Taken in with the promise of light, then consumed by darkness.

Inside all of us is ourselves

We just need to come out once in a while


I stop and hear a faint cry for help.
I start to run.
My feet hit the ground.
It gets louder.
I stop to find the direction it comes from.
I run again, feet thumpin the sidewalk.
Louder and louder it gets.
Im gettin closer.
I can hear it.
Its right around the corner.
I stop I look.
All I see is a girl cryin.
I go to her.
She starts to run away.
I run after her.
She keeps gettin further and further away.
I stop to take a breath.
I look up.
Shes gone.
I start to wonder.
Was there a girl or was I chasin a dream?
A dream of a girl.
A girl I thought I could comfort.
Stop her from cryin.
Now she is gone.
So I start to run.
My feet hit the ground.
Nothin is in front of me.
Im chasin a dream.
Nothing can defy me.
Im chasing a dream.
Of a girl I thought was there.
I lost her.
From the moment I saw her.
She hit the ground.

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