im an edgelord and wrote this

i am hollow, i will always be hollow.

gutted out by everyone whos ever met and taken a vital piece of me away with no remorse.

and i let them, i let them because they were my friends.

and now, a hollow puppet with strings of blood that cut off my circulation everytime I breathe i search for another puppeteer who will rip and tear at my bones and blood to find anything left of me they can steal, before leaving me as a bloody corpse to weep in agony once again.

i say i dont care and never cared, but deep inside i wish to be the puppeteer to hopefully keep the rest of my body as it is my own.

i don't believe my words, is it truly my own if others have stolen it?

plagued by mortality, i am and will always be a puppet drawn to give away my flesh in the sake for rebuilding others who have been gutted.

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idk i didnt have anywhere else to post this.. enjoy ig!!!