AbandonedA Poem by FritoWhat a mistake the day she was born Not a beautiful rose, but rather the thorn Abandoned by her mother, who threw away herself Ignored by her father who had beer and drugs fill his shelf She must of seen his smile when she held me So away I was thrown so she wouldn't have to see She covered her ears listening to the cries Running home leaving me alone to die Raised by a stranger with so many pent up emotions Sent away to hospitals to solve everything was the common notion I'm an unwanted child Now stuck in a world so wild Abandonment must be The harshest feeling we can receive © 2022 Frito |
StatsAuthorFritoNY, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI'm 18 and I live in New York. Pretty much going through life and wanting to help someone by showing them they're not alone more..Writing
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