Driven into madness, unhinged from the world I live in
Forced to live under the shadows of those who despise me
Do they believe themselves superior?
Of course they do
Intoxicated by the need to make themselves known
But is bullying really an ingredient in that process?
To me it’s just a part of their fatuous game
To put themselves ahead of everyone else
Doing everything they can to win just the same
Driven into isolation, quarantined to my own little world
Deep in depression, no room for the unknown
All I know is all I got
And what I forgot is deep in the back of my head
Unwilling to come forth
I’m like a wild animal, a person who spent so long away from people
They became insane, demented from the world around them
I am swept away from the world; thrown in the trash
Just like another broken machine, sent off to the dump
Just another splash, as I’m thrown in the lake
Polluting the life around me just as I always have done
A misfit; one who doesn’t belong in the so called human race
an abomination; horrid and putrid
a mistake that was never meant to be
They never wanted to see me as equal
And every day was just another sequel
To this horror of rage
Calling out for a cure; never knowing what would help
So I tried it all
Pills, injections, plants…
Drugs
Of course they worked; not everlasting
But only enough time to push it all away
But then I’m just back at the start
Like i put another credit in just to play again
But I didn’t want to play again
I wanted to stop
My life is like a broken record
Repeating the same word over and over
Waiting to be thrown out; useless
Nothing could ever fix the hole in my heart
And nobody cares to try
So why should i?
Hope was just a myth to me
Another legend like those stories I used to be told
Of mysteries untold
Love was just a fantasy
A daydream if you will
Of things I wanted to feel
Faith was just a term
Something I never believed in
How could people follow something they can’t even see?
And pray for help to something that’s not even visible?
Is the sky just going to jump in and save you?
No, of course that’s not true
All these words that seem so fake
I can’t even grasp for a meaning to why they even exist
When not everyone believes in it
Through the years I have been through
I thought I have seen it all
But people are right; my life has just begun
I’m an adult now
And there are more things to come
Things I’m not looking forward to
Since all I’ve seen is horror
But I know others have it worse than me
And I am sickened to know that it’s true
That people have gone through such terrible things
What is it with this world?
The people who think that it’s right
To terrorize; put people down with the sense of fault
thinking that its okay to do such horrible things

thinking theres no limits to what they can do

thinking there would be no consequences for what they did

but there were always consequences

there was always pain

and there will always be scars

evidence of the things they did

because in the end someone will always be 6 feet under the stars