A hollow sensation that fails to bid me goodbye.
A terrible monster that I can’t look in the eye.
It’s true that lately I’ve been faking smiles.
As I walk alone for millions of miles.
It’s not the bite that gives me nightmares,
It’s the angry bark that I just can’t bear.
The lingering question keeps me awake..
How long will I experience this ache?
I feel I’m just this dark silhouette,
As the joyful days of years ago I forget.