This is the largest section. Hmm. What does that say...
The hollow cloud echoes
Grey in a grey sky
But still alone
Though its tears whip the earth
The patter lulls it not
Downcast watery eyes
But for the flashes of light
The wispy cloud twists
Swept across the sky
Torn by the harsh wind
Though it clings to the trees
Their arms comfort it not
Captured by the storm
But for its sorrowed cry
The hollow cloud echoes
Lost in a leaden sky
The setting sun of August heat
The leaves too dry to blow
The golden grass on cracks of clay
As first the fire glows
No call of birds or warning words
No sound but pop or crack
No smell of smoke on gust of wind
As grows the spot of black
From burrows flee the hare and fox
From day descends the night
From forest flee the dove and owl
As spreads the crimson light
Beneath the rising amber moon
Beneath dead starry eyes
Beneath a velvet shroud of black
The fire claws toward the skies
S H A T T E R
world spinning shards
cracked vault of stars
bleeding from the scratches
of broken dreams swept by
C R A S H
world searing glare
novas melt the ground
deafened by the screams
of fading hopes blown out
S I L E N C E
world frozen still
empty dark above
picking up the pieces
of scattered hopes and dreams
I sit in my classroom
The candles are dim
And I take in the darkness
Which spews out of him.
The chalk dust is grey
From blackboards it falls
As he scribbles the darkness
That covers the walls.
The ticking clock echoes
Through cold-hollow air
And mocks the cold silence
That answers his stare.
I sit in my classroom
The lights are now black
For I'm lost in his darkness
And cannot get back.
I smile at them as they pass
Meaningless faces, meaningless smiles
Some of them think they know me
But they don't see the darkness
Welling up inside
I listen to them chattering
Insincere voices, insincere words
Some of them talk about me
But they don't speak the emptiness
From which I have to hide
I toil at my studies
Pointless concepts, pointless problems
Some of them mean to strain me
But they don't take the effort
Which wards off my despair
I look to my alleged friends
Superficial people, superficial support
Some of them try to comfort me
But they don't share the pain
That I must always bear
I stare at the screen late at night
Meaningless verse, meaningless words
Some of them bled from my fingers
But they don't aid my fight
To keep my soul alight
No deeper cold
Nor bitter frost
Than love that's spurned
And hope that's lost
I want to be free
So I step
into
the
fog
Heartbeat racing the wind
Damp cold dewdrops onto feathers
Skim the salty whitecaps
Frustrated sea snatching at the sky
Free, free! Held by no one.
Dive at the breaking waves
Harsh at the rocks
Soar up into the fog
No swelter-sun beats down
Watch the figure fall
Surrounded by mists
Sounds are muffled
Just above the ocean-roar
Where the waves broil
Rocks meet the fog meet the man
Release the soul
Free, free.
The hollow sounds down empty halls
'Cross vacant floors, off tumbled walls
Within the keep I hear its calls
And check the doors again.
It slaughtered all I knew as friend
All on which my hopes pretend
And as my dreams confront their end
I draw the curtains tight
For once I wished for second sight
Too long I gazed into the light
And scarred my eyes to all but night
And set the hollow free
For when the lies I could see through
And when I found the truths weren't true
Then deep inside the hollow grew
And set to follow me.
The tears that hurt the most
are the ones that don't fall
When you're so empty inside
that nothing comes out
The smiles that hurt the most
are the forced ones
Not the "how are you I'm fine" ones
but the kind a good friend has to work for
The laughs that hurt the most
aren't the ones at you
But the happy ones of other people
that you don't want to burden
The words that hurt the most
aren't "I still love you"
or "please don't go"
or the bitter words of arguments
The words of acceptance, cutting so sharply
that they barely sting
The thoughts that hurt the most
are the knowledge
that this is not the first time
That it wasn't anyone's fault
and you are alone again.
When the tide is out and the sun sails high
There is time for the world
Time to watch the gulls fly
Time to let down your walls
Time to think and to cry
But you must keep your eye on the waves
When the sun turns crimson the tide flows in tall
Then you can't watch the gulls
You must flee from their calls
You must shut yourself up
You must rebuild the walls
As the sea reaches out with its waves
When the sky fades twilight and clouds dim to bone
The the sea will surround you
It will trap you alone
It will surge at your walls
It will loosen the stones
And your fortress will fall to the waves
When the night rules heaven and blots out your prayers
Then you learn to stop thinking
And you fight for your air
And you choke on the salt spray
And you lose strength to care
Then your soul shreds like foam on the waves
When you wish upon a star
You dare not hope it will come true
Fate has ways to f**k with you
And wishes don't go very far.