An Outcast
They whisper lies in the dark
Depression in silence
In quietness discouragement rules
Draining me of every positivity
Making me feel unworthy
Undeserving of love
Acceptance unaware of my location
Hope has blacklisted my existence
Who would possibly love you
Who among the living will invite you in
I battle my own thoughts everyday
Fighting for my life from as from slavery
Hoping for a little victory
Yet fear has taken hold of my heart
I can hardy breath
I'm scared, scared that my heartbeat be heard by wages of sin
And deem me a threat to humanity
And I wonder when I became a burden
Thousands of questions in my head
I pause for a second hoping for an answer
Yet all that there is only silence and gnashing of teeth
Am I the only one born without a beloved
Or maybe mine has labeled me as "Out of order"
An outcast, unfit, abandoned by her own
Subjected to mockery in the streets
How do I lift my head up again
When like a predator they hunt for me as night
Piercing my side at sunset
Where do i go for comfort
Can someone restart my existence
Just maybe the pure laughter can be heard in my territory
For my light to be seen from afar
And my heart be wrapped up in acceptance
©nash.the_poet
Depression in silence
In quietness discouragement rules
Draining me of every positivity
Making me feel unworthy
Undeserving of love
Acceptance unaware of my location
Hope has blacklisted my existence
Who would possibly love you
Who among the living will invite you in
I battle my own thoughts everyday
Fighting for my life from as from slavery
Hoping for a little victory
Yet fear has taken hold of my heart
I can hardy breath
I'm scared, scared that my heartbeat be heard by wages of sin
And deem me a threat to humanity
And I wonder when I became a burden
Thousands of questions in my head
I pause for a second hoping for an answer
Yet all that there is only silence and gnashing of teeth
Am I the only one born without a beloved
Or maybe mine has labeled me as "Out of order"
An outcast, unfit, abandoned by her own
Subjected to mockery in the streets
How do I lift my head up again
When like a predator they hunt for me as night
Piercing my side at sunset
Where do i go for comfort
Can someone restart my existence
Just maybe the pure laughter can be heard in my territory
For my light to be seen from afar
And my heart be wrapped up in acceptance
©nash.the_poet