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Sly Apr 2019
I don't belong anywhere.
I don't belong in anytime.
A path traveled by no one.
A life of bitter solitude.
Unwanted.
Unneeded.
Broken.
Scarred.
A mistake.
An outcast.
Sly Mar 2019
On these snow covered hills I stand, an outcast of my kind.

Blood trickles from my wounds, staining the ground below me.

I was born unwanted, then forced to endure the abuse.

So don't mind me, I'm just looking for a place to hang my noose.
Sly Feb 2019
The battle fought within has forced itself to the surface.
All the bloodshed,
All the scars.
Neither side will surrender,
Nor honor a ceasefire.
This atrocity pushes people away,
For they wish not to get caught in the crossfire.
Sly Feb 2019
Should I even try?
Should I even care?
Am I living in reality or a lie?
Am I too much to bare?
Why does no one understand?
Why does no one believe me?
Sly Jan 2019
Like gunshots
in a fire fight,
These empty thoughts
fill the cold night.
They have brought
darkness to extinguish the light.
Sly Jan 2019
1/1
New year, no change.

Same hell, same pain.

Still abused, still alone.

Remaining broken, keeping it unseen.
Sly Dec 2018
I just need them to leave me alone,
For a day at least.

I can't take the constant fighting,
They are tearing me apart.

I can feel my head start to ache,
The screams clash with the force of an earthquake.

If only they would go away,
Maybe then I wouldn't be this way.
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