I travel on the hollow road
Where no man dares
All I have is hunger
No place to lay my head
I cannot hold back
Nor can I stop
Every step that I take
The road gives way like quicksand
Dystopia
I urge my tired body
To move on endlessly
I hope to reach the end
And find a sanctuary
But if not, I will die
And return, to the earth
If the hollow road continues
I might stop dead
And let dystopia
Consume me, entirely
Dystopia
credits
from Senseless Hollow,
released December 4, 2019
W&P by Shaun Mitchell