Beautifully Broken

The Outcast

"We're all sinners, judging sinners,
For sinning differently... "
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A beauty,
Covered up by a veil,

I am a storyteller ,
with a million tales.

I am the fruitful
yet barren land,

I am a priceless treasure,
Buried in the sand.

I am the sower,
And I am the reaper,

I am the thief,
And I am the keeper.

I have been troubled,
To the utmost extent,

I've been praised for my weakness
And hated for my strength.

I'm the one whose existence was never allowed,

I'm the one who feels lonely,
In the midst of a crowd.

A sequence of series ,
From better to worse,

I am a blessing ,
And I am a curse.

A thousand shades of grief and sorrow,

I am the laughter,
And the tears which follow.

I am the consolation,
For the pain of birth,

I am a new life,
Emerging from the earth.

A soul succumbing,
To love and hate.

A holy sinner,
And a doubtful faith.

I am the escapist,
Trapped in a maze,

I am the winner,
Who lost the race.

I am a weary wanderer,
With no sense of direction,

I am a body blinded,
By the hope of acceptation.

I've failed to fulfill,
Society's expectations,

My voice has been pushed back,
By your accusations.

I haven't got the right,
To have my own pride,

I can't control this empty feeling,
which fills me up inside.

Surrounded by endless struggles,
Helpless tears, and muffled cries.

You've deducted her character,
Out of assumptions and lies.

A victorious warrior,
Lying slain.
No one will ever know,
Her share of pain.

Years of rebuilding,
Just to be broken.

We all fell for the lies,
As the truth was never spoken.

No one will know her story,

For it is in the past.

No one will know her story,

For she is the outcast...

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Thank you....