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by Melkor Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Inspirational · #1139851
A poem of my mind
unworthy of you.
that is what i am told i am.
why must i always sacrifice myself for those
i love?
my life is just beginning they say,
so why does it seem like it is just ending?
I am so young they say,
so why do i feel so old,
so tired,
so used up?
I cant give anymore,
i have nothing left inside,
i am a shell,
and i can see the darkness closing in
around me.
It scares me, for it is not the
welcoming darkness of death,
But an unwholesome one of life.
I see the years ahead of me,
and all it is is the blackest of despair.
Why do i die so young,
Why do i pass so unloved, so pushed aside.
i am like an unwanted toy,
once so much in demand,
but so few years later, discarded,
thrown away,
No longer needed,
when all else have moved on!
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