Hollow

We're hollow, you and I,
We're many poles apart
We'd like to think we're alike
That we were meant to last.

Someday I know that you and I
Someday we all will die
Someday perhaps the hurt will cease
Someday somewhere we'll find our peace.

Sometimes I feel the pounding rise
The love, the hate, the bloody ties,
Somehow I understand our pain,
Someday somewhere we're whole again.

When all the flaming pillars fall,
Some moment free of Misery's thrall,
The glass will break and we will see
Someday somewhere we're free to be.