Testo Hollow

I became too soft to live
Body bruised like a beacon of abuse
If I long for you
Does that make me an idiot too?

I became too mad to understand
I write my notes on the backs of my hands
When I can't name anything Does that make me lonely like you?

I became too numb to make a sound
Like a house when I burn to the ground
Though I tower taller than before
Does that make me hollow as well?