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Ode to a Hollow Man……….by Dawn Faust

Ode To The Hollow Man……… by Dawn Faust.

I thought this was an appropriate poem to post in follow-up to my post yesterday.

by Dawn Faust on Monday, July 12, 2010 at 1:54pm
 

Hollow

 I did not see the emptiness

Only laughter and surprise.

I did not see the darkness there

Behind his vacant blue eyes

He had me fooled

His heart was cold

But others could clearly see

His cruel, cruel ways

In the coming days

Were completely draining me.

Chorus:

 And you can’t love a Hollow Man

And exist on stress and strife.

The chaos and turmoil

Will surely take your life.

How many times can you scream I love you

Into a hollow hole.

When only your voice echos back,

It’s sure to steal your soul.

I gave and gave all I had

In hopes to fill him up

The more I gave, more was demanded.

Nothing was ever enough.

The more I tried

the less was gained.

It made no sense to me

But I was blind

To the deep, deep  pit

That sucked all my energy.

Chorus:

And you can’t love a Hollow Man

And exist on stress and strife.

The chaos and turmoil

Will surely take your life.

How many times can you scream I love you

Into a hollow hole.

When only your voice echos back,

It’s sure to steal your soul.

Then one day the tables turned

And I needed a friend.

I was weak, not feeling well

And to HIM I could not attend

He turned away

And left that day

Said his love for me had died

It was then I saw

The man I loved

Was vacant and hollow inside.

Chorus:

 And you can’t love a Hollow Man

And exist on stress and strife.

The chaos and turmoil

Will surely take your life.

How many times can you scream I love you

Into a hollow hole.

When only your voice echos back,

It’s sure to steal your soul.

This was written at the time I was trying to come to terms with the fact that I had married such a cold and cruel man.  He did not suddenly become cold and cruel, it was there all along and I allowed it for myself.  Actually, I chose it.  I had to look at that fact and the things I believed about myself to allow me to pick this for my life.  This poem came in the midst of that process.

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