Unwanted
Unwanted,
The day I was conceived, the first time I breathed, I was unwanted.
As days turn into night, darkness consumed my life.
First days, then months into years that just turn into tears.
Just as the sun sets, light fades into a dark abyss void of love.
As a moth is drawn to a flame along the day to be loved and wanted.
For life is filled with pain and suffering, tormented by the loneliness, abused by all, wanted by none.
Till the day you take your last breath, the final goodbye, the day you die.
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Who are mourn your death, who will shed a tear. Who will be there when they put you into the ground.
There's no one there, not one who cares. Because all you were was a nobody, a waste of space, worthless person.
For you were always.........
UNWANTED
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Such a sad heartfelt piece....written with an emotion that comes maybe from experience..but I hope not. Touching but more than that ..it reaches into the soul of the reader and makes them want to reach out and say...'no matter what the start may have been...there is always time to make new and wonderful connections which will fill that void and let you know that where it truly counts you ARE wanted. Thank you for sharing this. Lodigiana x