Hallow

Explores the stark realities of peer preasure and fake self.

Hallow

Let there be
Sweet somber ebony
Lies add surreal realities; lost

Dredges further, deeper, devours at all cost
Lustful pleasures, judgment, choice, form a mask; they cross

Self is gone, is shot and left for dead
Lay rest to dreams in bed
Pain, woe, dread