Orphan Separate From the World
The umbilical chord connected to the world
Has now been severed
I'm an unwanted orphan clinging on to live
By my finger tips
I'm so weary and tired of beiing alone
I know I'll soon lose my grip'
Living life in free fall
Speeding up before I hit the ground
A useless pile of flesh and bones
Void of all remains of happiness and reason
To be me a life I never chose alone.
I only see the world through monochrome eyes
No colour do I no longer see
The world is in so much mess
Just like the life of me.
Cursed at birth my face rubbed in the dirt
The kid brainwashed beaten full of fear and lost
And so full of damn hurt
Let down again and again
Rejection my middle name
No one understands and a beast evey one hates
But can never tame.
So here I stand on the edge of the preferface
Swaying back and forth in the wind
Staring at the dark inviting deep chasm below
Knowing no one can or wants to rescue me
And ready to let go
For sadness is all I know.
Peter Dome.Copyright.2015. May.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2015
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