Hollow Girl

Just sharing a poem from my dark days. Apparently I was pretty good at poetry, just not making it so pretty....

Hollow Girl

By

Tabbie Porter

I am a girl who is hollow

I wonder where emotions come from

I hear the cries of others in the whistling wind

I see the walking dead

I want peace between heaven and hell

I am a girl who is hollow.

I pretend to see what others don't

I feel the presence of the Gods below me

I touch the fire beneath the Earth's crust

I worry about the fears that surround me

I cry at the thought of departure

I am a girl who is hollow.

I understand the hatred in their eyes

I say "Life goes on and never dies"

I dream of angels watching me

I try to understand our differences

I hope to see the light around me

I am a girl who is hollow.