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Outsider
The walls between me
and the outside have been broken
Now the wall is between me and
the inside.
The grass on the other side has
turned yellow and is dying
away. I am now part of the outside.
I have turned my back on love and
trust. I now belong to hatred and
lies
My world is the darkest part
of texture. The light will
never find me. The feeling that
once was filled with joy is now
unexplainably filled with hate.
I am now part of the outside
The cold, lonely outside, I will
not ever again belong on the
otherside of the wall again
I am an outsider.
and the outside have been broken
Now the wall is between me and
the inside.
The grass on the other side has
turned yellow and is dying
away. I am now part of the outside.
I have turned my back on love and
trust. I now belong to hatred and
lies
My world is the darkest part
of texture. The light will
never find me. The feeling that
once was filled with joy is now
unexplainably filled with hate.
I am now part of the outside
The cold, lonely outside, I will
not ever again belong on the
otherside of the wall again
I am an outsider.
Published 6th Jan 2011
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Anonymous
22nd Jan 2013 11:43pm
Come on back inside where it's warm. I can feel the isolation sin your words. Well written. Keep expressing yourself through your poetry you'll find it helps to cleanse your spirit.
