Worthless

My heart 

 Is still beating. 

 My lungs 

 Are still breathing. 

 My wrists

 Are not bleeding. 

 I've lost 

 My happiness 

 But I 

 Am still alive.

 Why won't I die? 

 Why can't I rest In peace? 

 My eyes, 

 They're crying;

 My ears,

 They're thumping;

 My thighs,

 They're frozen,

 But I 

 Am still living.

 It's so painful.

 It's cruel torture.

 Why do I live?

 Why was I born?

 Why can't I do anything?

 These questions, 

 They haunt me.

 I live

 For nothing.

 I, myself,

 Is worthless,

 But I am 

 Ordered to eat,

 Forced to breathe, 

 Pushed to drink, 

 Abused to sleep, 

 So they 

 Will have 

 Advantages over me.

 God, 

 Take me away. 

 Devil, 

 Sweep me off 

 This horrid world.

 I don't care. 

 Why do I live? 

 Why was I born? 

 Why can't I do anything?

 I am 

 Not desired, 

 Not worth a penny,

 Not useful, 

 Not a treasure. 

 I am 

 Just trash, 

A dead animal,

 Inhumane,

 A dead leaf,

 Leftovers. 

 Hear my 

 Soundless voice. 

 See my 

 Pitiful body, 

 Just laying there.

 Feel my 

 Breath that 

 Pollutes your air. 

 Taste my 

 Anger, 

 Sadness, 

 Dullness, 

 Pressure. 

 Understand my 

 Pain, 

 Sorrow,

 Will to die. 

 Why do I live? 

 Why was I born? 

 Why can't I do anything?

 These questions 

 I've found 

 An answer to.

 I do not live.

 My heart is dead. 

 I wasn't born.

 I was hatched 

 From this hell.

 I can't do anything, 

 Simply because 

 There is no need to 

 When I am 

 An ornament. 

 Do you hear 

 My soundless voice? 

 Do you see 

 My pitiful body?

 Do you feel

 My polluting breath? 

 Do you taste 

 My Anger,

 Sadness, 

 Dullness, 

 Pressure?

 Do you understand

 My Pain, 

 My sorrow,

 My will to die?

An vague answer.

A fake concern.

Yet,

When giving your

Condolences,

You act

as if you cared.

Reviews

[ethan something]

hi, i thought this was very original and moving. very effective.

[Sharon]

I like it. It shows a different side of you.....if only jean could read this

[Sheik]

You used a lot of good words, and them being alone in each line put emphasis to the style.

[Daniel Malone]

The repetition worked to your benefit. I feel that was a good approach. "But I am
Ordered to eat, Forced to breathe, Pushed to drink, Abused to sleep, So they Will have Advantages over me." I thoroughly enjoyed this particular section. It's dark, but that's what makes it so easy to relate to, as despair has always been an integral part of the human condition.

[Carnation]

I have been through that before, and knowing what it feels like, it just added to the sad feeling deep inside. This is a poem that touched the very depths of my soul. I'm glad I got read this poem and share the pain with you.

[Nami Machae]

oh my god, this was completely amazing. i love the flow in this and how everything just seem to fit together so perfectly. The emotion just took my breath away. I hope to read more from you!

[Adam Walzer]

Having felt some of the feelings you describe in this poem I know where it is coming from. You explain the emotion well for sure. I hope you get through it like so many of us have.