Hollows

My life is become a hollowed shell,

Where my heart and hopes did at one point dwell,

The greedy core is rotted through,

Its collapsing bars beyond renew.

What good Ive done is pale indeed,

To the fires of my consuming greed,

My friends Ive used to such an end,

Using them to falsely make amends.

Soon my Will shall be all that remains,

Locked about my beasts as Adamant chains,

Waiting for the fateful day,

When all the pains shall fade away.

Helpless Figments flee in fright,

From the horrors done that night,

My heart and mind rent clean in two,

And nothing more is left to do.

I see it now and know my last,

All thats left is to fade into the past.