Life of the Unwanted, by Tyler Cedric Golden Subscribe to rss feed for Tyler Cedric Golden

I vomit out blood, I cry out my heart,
I feel so strange; this is a different kind of start,
In which I hate and do not approve,
I am sitting here wondering, “What am I suppose to do?”
But I don’t know, for every time I try all I do is lose,
Man sitting here thinking about this; I am so confused,
I wish I knew what to choose,
Where to go,
But nothing in this world I appear to know,
Alter this path I am walking,
I hear nothing but slurs as I hear others talking,
Every second my eyes open, I see a blur,
People look down on me, but no help is heard,
As I contact with a few is made,
I feel hope rise like I am going to get help this second of
this day,
But I am wrong every time, the light of hope remains in me
no longer,
I feel weak; I will never be any stronger,
My will has been drained,
	My mind and body all absorbed into this ground,
This is where I lay, my essence taken in some unknown town,
But it’s not like any one wanted me around,
Is it paradise I have found?
I guess anything’s better than where I was, but now I’m
bound,
With no choice of what to do,
But now every where I turn; every where I look, all I hear
is fuck you!
Posted: 2009-04-14 16:43:15 UTC

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2009-04-14 16:53:48Felicia
I like this a lot but not as much as your other 2. And don't think its because this is a less quality because that would be untrue. The fact is the other 2 were so good that this one couldn't even touch it. Haa yes I agree it was due time for a new poem. There coming much better now and I'm trying to branch out and try new things. Felicia Mac

2009-05-08 16:59:22KayDe$
I really like alot of your poems. I like how I am able to relate to how you feel in many of your poems. Keep up the awesome writing!!!