Thursday, April 12, 2012

HOLLOW


He had choose well
His partner was fulfilling
He peaked and achieved his release
He basked in the thrill of the moment
The blood rush slightly warmed his soul.

They applauded him
He entertained them, easily made them laugh
He was always the heart of their party
He was the definition of a man, a stud
Men coveted him, she alone pitied him.

They worshiped him
Watched him as he went after what he desired
He enjoying everything that swung his way
He seemed content with his life path
Only she saw the emptiness in his soul.

He lay next to his sleeping partner
His façade dropped when no one watched
His heart was in a dark place, hidden
Emptiness overcame him, he felt hollow
He curled up into a ball, longing for a miracle.

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