Scarred

To reach out for a helping hand,

completely unable to stand.

To know you'll receive no aid,

to bear that heavy price paid.

Feeble after such abuse,

to try is of no use.

Hungry for heaven and joy,

but ultimately just a toy.

Bled dry by the pokes and prods of others,

oh how the laughter and hate smothers.

death a welcome thought almost unheard,

and yet such a friendly word.