Days passing by
Empty carcasses wandering around
And you a vagabond of heaven
Thrown among lost souls
But you know what happens in exile
Invisible between shadows
Horrific images along the way
But nothing happens to you
Apathy is your companion
Nothingness became your beloved comrade
A complete blankness
Total despair
You no longer know what you wish for
You no longer seek anything
You became a hero of your own story
But people forgot about you
Ungrateful creatures
Lost in lust and sin
Fueled by fear and hatred
You were different
You wanted to change the world
That was your sin
You insulted a world where change was not wanted
You fought with powers beyond your understanding
And you lost the battle
Broken and exiled you are
Or did you?
Maybe they couldn't fight you
Maybe they thought of sending you away because of it
Maybe your present state is your eternal punishment
For being strong
For being different
For being yourself
Maybe they took away your feelings in order to weaken you
Little did they know that they gave you more power
You have yet to aknowledge it yourself
Be strong
Stay alive
Keep fighting
YOU ARE READING
The broken,the ugly,the parias
PoetryA collection of poems for those who don't have a voice in this world