Empty. I’m always empty. Even if I’m full to bursting. I’ve only ever known pain. I’ve been used and thrown away without a second thought more times than I can count. For months at a time I’m locked away in the dark, abandoned, rejected, alone, without a ray of sunlight. At other times a beaten down again and again, thrown around and trodden on. I’m wearing thin, soon I will collapse. I feel so empty.
-Louie Elliott
