Echoes Of The Hollow

A crack in the silence, a breath on the stone,

The shadows are speaking in tongues of their own.

The hollow inside me, it answers the call,

An endless abyss where the echoes fall.

Falling through the hollow, I’m weightless, untied,

A mirror of darkness reflects what I hide.

The void pulls me under, but I’m not afraid,

In the echoes of nothing, a song is replayed.

The walls are alive with the ghosts of regret,

Their whispers remind me of things I forget.

But deeper I spiral, unbound and alone,

The hollow consumes me, but it feels like home.

Falling through the hollow, I’m weightless, untied,

A mirror of darkness reflects what I hide.

The void pulls me under, but I’m not afraid,

In the echoes of nothing, a song is replayed.

In the depths, I see the truth—

Every shadow hides a clue.

What I fear, I must embrace,

For the hollow reveals my face.

Falling through the hollow, I’m finally free,

A quiet surrender, a part of the sea.

The echoes surround me, they’re all that I know,

In the hollow, I rise, though the world lets me go.