Hollow Feeling

On the floor

Breathing in the empty space

Lose my skin moving like a snake

I am a dying flower

You are the vase

A catalog

Every scar holds time in place

When fire comes it takes what it takes

And you took your time with me

You took whats mine

That hollow

That hollow feeling

I feel it

I feel it creeping in

And I can’t get lost again

On the wing

Gliding through the cold black night

We levitate nighthawks in the pines

Then I hear Aurora whisper

I open my eyes

That hollow

That hollow feeling

I feel it

I fear its hear again

That hollow

That hollow feeling

I feel it

I feel it creeping in