Gather round
All ye wounded, as one
With those torn
And forlorn,
Who've been left undone;
All those
Swallowed up,
Lost within the abyss
Face the darkness
As we slip away
From the sun
Twilight comes
With the death
Of day
As we're left
Seeking
To achieve
A life of more than this,
Something more than this...
Slowly adjusting to
The absence of light,
'Tis a want
That will haunt
Through the
Course of night,
As our eyes
Beg the Skies
To Quicken
The coming
Of the Morn
Clothed in contempt,
Some are left
Wand'ring blind
As they roam
The unknown
In the hopes
They'll find
A release
From the grief
A reprieve
From the violent Storms
-Of the hollow...
Odd as it sounds,
We've always
Been here;
We're just fine
Through the times
When love's
Light is near.
What waits ahead?
No one knows,
But we'll see;
For the Lives
We Lead
Will change indeed,
And the state
Of things is strange,
I concede,
But anyway,
I'd Still Say
I know just
Where we'll be
Vagabonds
And vagrant souls
Of this oblivion;
Remember,
Come what may-
We're not
The only ones...
And every day
Is A call to wake
And a chance to Take
Your bliss
The key
To Breathing
Freely is
To Appreciate Life's Kiss
-In the hollow
Welcome to the hollow.
: 07/14/04
i am so very
gald that
you wrote this piece