Sometimes

While walking

Ill catch a

Glimpse of a face

And in it I’ll see

An emptiness ever growing

Its easy to see if it has touched you

Has once consumed you

A good person consumed by a lack

A lack of anything

And it really is pitiful

Cause you remember

At that moment

When you were like that

At that time

And the hollowness

And you walk by

Against every bone in your body

You walk by

And they continue to be

Alone