Banished

Broken bleeding heart Tattered torn soul Mind in shreds blowing in the wind Like so many scraps of muddied linen Blank eyes hiding an eternity of sorrow Clenched fists with bitten nails Restraining a life-long anguish Milky flesh bearing the scars of self disgust As if scratched by the venomous nails of Decrepitude But really just the victim of a desperate mind A defensive defenseless creature all in all Sitting hunched in a blackened room An opaque wall of shattered confidence Fences her off from life and love How she would love to tear down that wall With her crumpled talons To shake off her shroud of self hatred To pretend to beauty and confidence But there is no point in defying or denying She can never be part of the world For the world wants no part of her