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The title describes it. I'm not sure what I am saying it just coming out.

You scream

Yelling how I am nothing more than trash.

Yelling I was never your child.

Is it normal for me to agree?

I am nothing more as a rag doll for a soul.

Why would anyone want me?

 

I can easily be disposed.

I have no idea why I stay.

Maybe the thought of death scares,

And keeps me alive.

 

Fear,

Despair,

Loneliness,

Silence

You all are my only company.

 

At some point I just went numb.

I feel nothing 

For the words you scream

They are nothing more than droplets among the storms.

They just roll off,

Just leaving a streak.

 

There is nothing for me.

Just fear, despair, loneliness, silence and I sitting on the earth

Counting the days that go by.

Author's Note

I don't know where this came from. An invisble force drove me into writing this.

Reviews

[Beverly Jane]

Such strong passionate words, is it sad that I understand how most of this feels? Feeling this way is surely painful and you convey this well in this poem. Awesome job, never feel this way. Because obviously, you have a talent and reasons to keep going. :)

[DreamyKari]

wow this is pretty good. I read it and inside me my character Lyra is going like,"This is like my story in poem form!" so coming from her that is a very big compliment. This inspires me on writing her story, thank you so much. If you have the time please review my story, I'm not done yet but I have decided that at some point Lyra will definately confront her father.

[***The Lost***]

Thank you for your kind words. I will review your story when I get the chance.

[Time's The Bond]

Oh dear, I scold never think such thing if you have a mind of your own and you can contribute then you are worthwhile.

[The Invisible Girl]

This is a very good poem! :) Keep it up! 100/100

[***The Lost***]

Thank you.

[The Invisible Girl]

You're welcome! ^^

[Felicity's Eve]

My life right there...

I really liked this poem, though! :)

[esperanza]

I like it