Hollowed Nights

How long have I chased the moon,

Alone below desolate night?

How many goodbyes have fled my lips

Hoping breeze doesn't run them dry?

How does spring greet my tears,

Every year along its warm embrace?

Why has summer melted my bones,

Peeling doubt off my step?

Autumn always taints the land with change

Yet its welcomes have hollowed me strange

Although winter hungrily bites at my skin

Because of its challenge, I know my path lives

Despite that, time continues to waste away

And though my feet and eyes grew sore

I know I'll never reach you

My little moon

So I walk through these hollowed nights

In the empty hope, my wishes graze you