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May 2014
You may think me a hero
Because of my cool name
Super in appearance
Some might even say

The secret that I hold
That's both my curse and fate
Is there's nothing deep inside of me
To stand in the way

If you ask me to revel it
If anything is left
Take my identity and seal it
For I am the Hollow Man

Not looking for sorrow or pity
There really is no need
I've learned now to accept it
What has become of me

Although I walk the lonely streets
Of the city's night
There's not any part of me
That's here to fight the crime

The only reason that I'm here
Is it's all that I have left
For this, the last of the boy wonders
Known as the Hollow Man

There is no telling appearance
No mask or fancy cape
The only thing I have going for me
Is my planed escape

Hollow in my knowing
Both inside and out
Take the emptiness I'm living
And blend in with the crowed

It's where it is I'm going
And where it is I've been
Yet no way of knowing
It is me...The Hollow Man
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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