Soul

So sad.. Must I always be abused misused and treated like crap....

Poor soul
Shattered and tossed aside
Used by everyone

Unwanted soul
Alone and forgotten
Loved by no one

Tattered soul
Broken and torn
Hated by all

Mistreated soul
Abused and dumped
Ripped to shreds by all

But don't worry
Little soul
It gets better

Wish for a better life
Join the others
And enjoy life

Do better
Make it count
Shine on

Reviews

[Monica]

Great write. It's amazing how the soul, the thing we hold so close and protect, can be so vulnerable...easily battered. I enjoyed your poem, I can relate to your words; I also know the soul can heal :)