The Unwanted Soul

By Psyko

He sits alone, wishing to die.
No one hears the sobs and the cries.
All he ever wanted was to be loved and to be known.
But he has done bad, people must reap what they've sown.
His friends have all left him, his family is gone.
He sits all alone, all alone on his lawn.
His head racing, his thoughts unsure.
Finally he loses his mind, he is going bezerk.
He realizes the pain he has caused.
He's just a sick little boy, with no one around.

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Copyright 2004 Psyko
Published on Wednesday, December 1, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: Deep.. very nice though. - Holly

  • A former member wrote: u simply put ur hand on the wound...tears...thanks..

  • Whisper On Thursday, December 2, 2004, Whisper (112)By person wrote:

    Life is like that 24/7, unless you're stoned. ~Matt~

  • MyBrokenMynd On Friday, December 3, 2004, MyBrokenMynd (167)By person wrote:

    yea.. so, here.. ======='( ) *passes around the bong*

  • Psyko On Wednesday, December 1, 2004, Psyko (25)By person wrote:

    thanks! ~Psyko

  • Draven On Wednesday, December 1, 2004, Draven (45)By person wrote:

    very good keep up the good work

  • Dark_Specter On Wednesday, December 1, 2004, Dark_Specter (14)By person wrote:

    nicely done ... good write

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