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Cold alone and unwanted cast away like so much garbage. I shiver alone in the wet and cold. I don't know why no one wants me. I can't figure out what I did wrong. I tried to be good, but apparently I wasn't. If I was then I wouldn't be here. All I wanted was to be loved, yet I was abused and rejected. Now I am abandoned and I see no hope for tomorrow. I just want someone to love me.
Abuse and Neglect are never ok.
thegreatperhaps Oct 2015
You called me today
And said you had broke up with her
You asked me if I'd changed much
Yes I have
I'm not the weak girl you left
I'm not as trusting as I once was
Not as happy as I could be
I don't wish upon stars anymore
don't throw pennies in a well
You hurt me
Dear God you hurt me
And yet it was for the good
Because I don't need you anymore
And I'm more careful around wildflowers
So, yes dear, I've changed
And I'm the one hanging up this time
thegreatperhaps Oct 2015
When I was a little child
And I'd fall and cut myself
I'd run to my mother
Surely surely
She could help
Her eyes met mine
As she wiped away my tears
And kissed the pain away            years have passed since those days
And now life has left me with these cuts on my soul
And my mother isn't there to kiss them away
  Oct 2015 thegreatperhaps
Adele
'Look Papa!'
the dirt on his shirt, faded
as he touched the
cold water that splashed his face
His father rubbed his head
for he had been brave today
Although the crease in his father's face
will no longer go away,
he squeezed his father's hand
letting him know they are safe

'Papa! We're near...'
The excitement in his voice
seeing the island
trailed off as
the boat going to and fro

oh no, the noise of chaos
is coming again

He thought these
waves are magic magnets
that takes away the fear and worries
of people
a wave that will take
them to a new place of hope

'My son...'
He tried to tighten the grip
and so does his weeping father
he was pulled down
the surface
with million film running in his head
and thought maybe he'll see his
loving mother and
the smiling face of his sister again
Whatever religion you are I ask for you to pray for all those in Syria. God knows we need every single prayer #HumanityWashedAshore (9/4/15)
  Oct 2015 thegreatperhaps
GaryFairy
today is like all the days that have passed
i fall backwards to tomorrow
it seems like yesterday will always last
i fall forward into sorrow

my stomach churns, i live in the pit
i am trapped within the burning
feeling sick from swallowing the ****
the same old thoughts returning

it's all the same when you live in yesterday
when you wallow in the sorrow
when you look back just to find your way
it's the same old tomorrow
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