A Square Peg In A Round Hole

From early in my youth
I felt I didn’t belong
The shy one afraid to speak up
Terrified I would get things wrong
And everyone would see and judge
All eyes on me every day at school

Now it’s my body that makes me an outcast
Not fit to work anymore
Diseased and unwanted
Unable to be present in life some days
It makes me wonder
If it is even worth it to try

I sit alone in the dark and remember
Past pain I received when I tried
And I ponder my decision
To get up yet again and attempt life
When I am just so tired and broken

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – belong

Not Right

My body is broken
It doesn’t work right
Is it because of disease
Or are the genetics not right

My mind is out of order
It doesn’t work right
Is it chemicals flowing
Or is the brain just not right

My heart is wrecked
It doesn’t work right
Is it just bad heartache
Or is the muscle not right

My joints are not moving
They don’t work right
Is it the stress I’ve placed on them
Or is the bone not right

My life is in the balance
It is not working right
Is it a bug in the software
Or is the hardware not right

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – hardware

Lack Of Compassion

You laughed when you saw it
A beautiful young girl
Who slipped on the ice
You found it hilarious
I feared she was hurt

You brushed it aside
Like you didn’t even hear it
The words of pain
I poured out to you
That hot August night

You thought it was crazy
To take the time to help
Someone that was struggling
With a baby in their arms
And no food to feed her

You didn’t even stop
And giving a fleeting glimpse back
The day you left me
With tears in my eyes
And empty thoughts of the future

How did you become so shallow
That you laughed at the broken
Turned on a friend
Ignored the helpless
And abandoned love

Since you are gone now
I will never know…

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – shallow

The Broken Ones

Close the gate and
Keep us locked inside for
We are the broken ones;
Not quite accepted,
Beyond what is normal.
Our flaws set us apart
As not good enough
To be a part of the crowd.
We have the same dreams as you,
Our blood flows like yours
And destiny is not in our control.
Because we don’t fit with the norm,
We are the outcasts,
The ones you look down on.
Maybe if you keep us confined,
You can somehow put us
Out of sight and out of mind