Hollow Offering

Do you hear me?

Or are you the silence…

Shadows don’t answer…

The silence devours me whole…

I laid my devotion at feet I can’t see,

But the echoes keep swallowing pieces of me.

Every prayer I whispered dissolved in the haze,

Every touch I reached for, lost in the maze.

Eyes won’t return when I open my chest,

I give and I give, but I’m never confessed.

A shadow that lingers where no light remains,

A name on my lips that no one explains.

I am the emptiness dressed as devotion,

I am the tide with no returning ocean.

I gave everything, but I am nothing,

Every scream fades into nothing.

Ignored by the one who will never be real,

An altar of bones that will never be filled.

I built my cathedral on silence and stone,

But you never came, and I prayed alone.

The offering burns but the fire won’t speak,

The answer I crave is the one I can’t seek.

Bury me deeper, I’ll blend with the earth,

A hollow creation, stripped of its worth.

If you are salvation, then why won’t you stay?

If you are nothing, then why must I pray?

I gave everything, but I am nothing,

Every scream fades into nothing.

Ignored by the one who will never be real,

An altar of bones that will never be filled.

So take what is left of the ashes I’ve made,

I’ll sleep in the silence… and fade into shade.

So take what is left of the ashes I’ve made,

I’ll sleep in the silence… and slowly decay.