Hollow Embodiment

Hollow Embodiment

A Poem by L4rn13
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Others care for me while you drive me insane. See my smile crack... Scratch off the frozen tears...

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What has happened? We no longer strive
To connect ourselves as we once did
I'm at my lowest when I come home
Care I crave you forbid

Take me down take me down
Left with nothing
No one

See my smile crack
Scratch off the frozen tears
Becoming nothing more
Just hollowed bones

Take me down take me down
Left with nothing
No one

Mmnn that ache as they scrape
Nothing left to take
Large Jack's bottle empty
Just one taste?
Allow such a petty attempt to sate

Take and take
Try to sate try to sate
To no avail
I shall not wait

Loneliness the only way left
I'll push away as your penalty for theft.
Still...
Ironic...
My worth to be beyond your capability.
More so with all that is left of me

I'll take you down take you down
Leave you with nothing
No one

© 2014 L4rn13


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This reminds me of Elliot. Haha.

"My worth to be beyond your capability.
More so with all that is left of me" My favorite lines.

Posted 10 Years Ago


'See my smile crack
Scratch off the frozen tears'

now that's a line I'll remember, truly poetic

Posted 10 Years Ago


This was an awesome read and also write! Could feel the emotion within this peace, keep it up.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This one came straight from your heart, you wrote very well and every single emotion is felt. Good read and you once again you did good job my friend

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sometimes all we're left with is nothing. Nicely written.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on February 17, 2014
Last Updated on February 17, 2014
Tags: brittle, bones, always, shatter, break

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L4rn13
L4rn13

Birmingham, United Kingdom



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Poem from a Poet... I shan't befuddle your mind With poems of vampires Or quadruple signs, But rather rhythmful beats. For I am a poet And express through torn seams The stories of the heart,.. more..

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