Christopher McKay

The Hallow

Read, travel, write, avidly watch Anthony Bourdain, and routinely enjoy face skin care.






I can feel a hollowness in me
Something's missing that shouldn't be.
I can feel a hole in my soul
Why do I feel so empty?
I can sense a void inside
Somewhere something used to hide.
I can sense a vacant gap
What is it that I can't find?
I can tell something's gone
Something I had used to be.
I can tell I'm not well
Missing pieces I can't see.
I can touch a cavity inside
An empty space that wont hide.
I can feel a hole in my soul
What is it that I can't find?

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