Hollow

What am I in love with?
This beautiful desert
That mirrors my desolation?
This humanity's loneliness
That pervades me?

What am I in love with?
This lush greenery
That mirrors my needs
Yet never will I feel?
This empty broken heart
That shall never be complete?

What am I in love with?
This escape to unreality?
This never-ending glass
Of this vile, vile drink?

What is love?
It is nothing, if only one heart feels.
It is nothing, if only one heart needs.
It is nothing, if only one heart suffers.
It is nothing, just loneliness.
It is nothing, just emptiness.

It is everything to me.

Inspired by The Hollow Men - T.S. Eliot, among other things...