all the blood and tears that I wasted all this years
come from the pain and hurt, that I continue to fear
I'm left alone, left behind from anything possible
I'm not disrespectful nor irresponsible
so why was I lonely most the time
I did nothing more then just a couple crimes
I'm different, I know that for a fact
doesn't mean I have to get attacked
I dream and cry just like all the rest
I don't want to keep getting treated like I'm a lab rat test
I don't blend in with the colors of the walls
why is it that I never get invited to go the mall?
why is it that I don't get asked if I'm alright?
why I'm the person they always want to fight?
I must be a figure that looks like it needs to get beat
might as well throw me in a lions den, since I'm just a piece of meat
it's hurtful and sad that I get told to die
that the only friends I have aren't humans but flies
I'm not the best looking guy in world, I get that
doesn't mean you have to bash my skull with a bat....

#suicide   #life   #pain   #time   #hurt   #rejection   #everyday   #crime   #disaster   #rejected  

"Sorry, Austin...not for us...Best with it."

"Four Verses of Inexpressive Groaning,
and 15 Ughs to be Sung in Beethoven's 9th. "

Ughghghgh.
Ughyughghg.
Eighghghgugh.
Myeeeghghg?

Eeehghghg...­
Myegghghugh.
Ghghghghg.
Huhhghghg?

Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.
Shrug- eh?
Uhhhmmm...
Eghghghghg....

Myughghghg...
grughghghg.
Gaaah...­?
Blughghg.

Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

A real god-damn piece. A real fucking work of art. A fucking MASTERPIECE.
fd
fd
Jun 28

If looks was

The Criteria

Then

Even you didn't

Qualify .

#beauty   #colour   #looks   #features  
I feel rejected.
Malteser Fairy
Malteser Fairy
Sep 17, 2013

How is it not obvious,
The way I feel?
It seems to be written
On my face,
Spoken by my movements.
How can you not tell,
The way I feel?
The other girl you hold
In your arms,
She is my resentment.
I feel as though you
Are ignoring me,
I feel as though my
Emotions are written
Clear on my face.
I feel rejected.
That glorious day
When we first met,
That glorious day
When I fell in love.
Have you forgotten?
I feel like you have.

©

Run away
As your bravery betrays
Crawl back into the ditch from whence you came
Turn away
As your consciousness dictates
The melody that fallacies portray
Not today
You're safe or so you say
Not as I live will you get my DNA
Run away
Do what you may
But as I slam my door I say, "good day"

Alone simmering rejected by the system

Alone simmering rejected by the system
made to live without supervision.
Changes made to save the money
suppoesed to be on medical guidance.
Though not taken for over a week
somebody's life will soon be bleak.

Roaming the streets bored and confused
lack of medication beginning to tell.
In his pocket a knife he liked so much
no medical staff had made a visit.
Agitation growing he walked in a daze
a girl talking turned him out of phase.

Nobody knew what was about to happen
this young man charged knife in hand.
Slashuing and thrusting people scattered
disbelief screams and cries of pain.
Seconds passed the man overpowered
on the pavement the policeman towered.

Amazing seriously hurt but alive the victims
rushed urgently to the local hospital.
The man hancuffed taken into custody
even now he was fighting so petrified
scared and lacking his medical control
the failing system had taken its toll.

How many more are there with no support
and another avoidable tragedy to report?

The Foureyed Poet.

Trying to save money on mental health issues has caused serious problems.

What it is to be desired
I will never know
No one's ever longed for me
I've spent my life unknown
I long to know a love
That cares for what I feel
That finds me attractive
And is actually real
Someone to fight for me
To never let them go
Someone to believe in me
Stand by me as I grow
But life has other plans for me
Than this impossible dream
To pull apart my inner soul
And rip it at the seams
In this sorrow I survive
To be ridiculed and teased
My heart infected by loneliness
I spread the hate disease
Outside I may seem cold
Robotic some would say
But inside I am crying
In misery where I stay
Waiting to be noticed
For someone to finally hear
My silent screams of agony
And my retired rivers of tears

Rare is a fate that is wanted. ~ RR
Rejected-
JPhipps
JPhipps
Apr 1

I hope that when
Judgement comes
(If you believe in such
a thing).
That the one who judges,
looks at me,
with a scowl and says
Rejected-

 
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