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A hollow head

  • Writer: adam kadishman shakine
    adam kadishman shakine
  • Mar 17
  • 2 min read

In my mind a soft collision

I erase the line of vision

No definition no decision

Just a pulse beneath permission

Cold air drifts with indecision

You cant own it of you dont hold it

It forgets you exist

If you don't persist

You can't resist

You must insist

To always be this

Something forms in the static world

Every beginning quietly unfurles

I give myself but i dont resist

I ache but at least i feel this

Never touching the moment folds

Keeps nothing in its hold

The giving of my heart away

Makes me lonely every day

The shape of loss i cant betray

A shadow that refuses to stay

Theres no death above it

Theres a hush below

A hollow head

That doesnt know

It hurt it bled

Yet still it fed

On what i said

On what i lead

But i cant undo it

And if i knew it

I would never have stayed 

here to play

There is nothing you can do to make me believe in you

There is nothing you can do to make me believe in you

No more division

No more indecision

I blur the lines

I make revisions

I dont define my one decision

To stay forgiving of definition

To stay believing in my vision

Cold air slips through my hands

A ghost ill never understand

If you dont hold it it wont care

It fades away

It isnt there

Stay above this fear

Dont let it come near

Dont let it hold you

Dont let it hear

When it whisperes your name

It becomes your mirror

And the closer it gets

The less clear you become

I give myself to someone else

But i never truly rest

The ache remains

The heart rebels

A wound that never left my chest

Walls that lead to nothing

Very close but never touching

Never trusting

Always learning

This sense of dread that hums above

This hollow head that mocks my love

Everything i’ve ever said

And the schemes i’ve lead

Dont stop it now

Its breaking through

This frozen crown

Becomes the truth

If i must fall

Then let me drown

Beyond forgiveness

Beyond division

A cold air stirs

The night is risen

 
 
 

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