Hollow

What's left inside him Don't he remember us Can't he believe me We seemed like brothers Talked for hours last month About what we wanna be I sit now with his hand in mine But I know he can't feel No one knows what's done is done It's as if he were dead I'm close to his mother And she cries endlessly Lord, how we miss him At least what's remembered It's so important To make best friends in life But it's hard when my friend Sits with blank expressions No one knows what's done is done It's as if he were dead He as hollow as I alone A shed of my friend just flesh and bones There's no soul, he sees no love I shake my fists at skies above Mad at God Mad He as hollow as I conversed I wish he´d waking from this curse Hear my words before it's through I want to come in after you My best friend My best friend Come back

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 09, 2025