Outcast

I'm an outcast among outcasts,
Pain is my only prophecy,
I live though ever dang day,
But, I can never escape me.

An ebony hand has grasped my soul,
Living is the unwanted option,
Enveloping me in madness,
Breaking me down piece by piece.

No way to vent these emotions,
Keep them bottled up inside,
Always eating away at my mind,
And, always tearing me apart.

My Life means nothing anymore,
Just a lost soul wondering,
Will never find my way,
In this ever infinite loneliness.
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
A period of severe depression.

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