'Little Within'

I am held within, without

companionship

'Ships'... relationships, friendships... hold small feelings that slip through cracks

Cracks let harsh light in to alight on my imperfections, spotted skin

Skin stretches- obese stretch marks disguise a starved existence

Existence is a bother, living is a bother, but dying seems painful

Painful experiences have made me a coward, the darkness hides my face well

Well is something I'll never be,

Be it today or the day after Eternity

Eternity is not for spoilt souls like mine, I am hollow

Hollow is my poetry.