... I got emo and wrote poetry.
Hollow
You shot me.
I’m not hurt.
I was just in the wrong place, right?
I know it’s nothing personal.
After all, I’ve never seen you before today.
I don’t need you to explain.
I get it. You were mad.
I’ll bet you never saw my face.
Not even when I looked into your eyes.
That’s OK, I saw nothing too.
Where to from here?
I had plans.
I don’t suppose it matters now.
You couldn’t think past today.
Today is all I’ve got.
I don’t need to tear you apart.
To find out what’s inside.
I already know the answer.
You’re hollow.
I know.
It’s contagious.
lol for spew on keyboard!
tis a very shocking unedited draft...