Look Deep into his eyes, the windows to his soul.

His soul buried by the burden of his sadness.

Hollow are the windows to his heart.

He sees no pain, knows no mercy.

The darkness of the night shadows his dispair.

His eyes are hollow wells flowing with emptiness, embraced with anger.

Look, Look deep into his soul can you feel his pain.

Feel his pain, it aches, it longs to be free.

My eyes are hollow.

I have only love...

---by ShellyAngel