Perfect Imperfection

By MidniteBlaze

Caught in the middle of it all
a never ending struggle to save thyself
a broken home
this pour tortured soul stands alone
oh dear god he prays

(I don't want to be alone)

Daddy never cared
and mommy just does not get it
his friends don't either
and cast him astray
only a part of what he has to deal with
day by day

(I don't want to be alone...)

Lacking in social skills
the childhood of being picked on
never loved or cared from
the feelings from home
existing through school and untrue friends
does not help him move on

Much older
teenage years
somehow still living
trying to find a job
but being honest about lacking the social skills
places several above him

(Am I a failure?)

Family gatherings
trying to get away from it all
just to be ridiculed and made fun of
so different he is from the family
and he is neglected because of it

(Why does nobody seem to like me?)

Meeting a few others to try to remedy this
still no luck
some girls giving special attention
one in particular

(Maybe now things will change...)

Trying to hard to hold onto the few friends
and a steady relationship
constant fights with both gets to his head

(No one understands...)

It kills him inside
he becomes another person
everything around him becomes smashed or broken
a riot he causes and is stopped by cops
and being accused of suicide
then locked in his room to think about what he has done

(It's all my fault...)

And so he takes it out on himself
grabs the nearby blade and slits his wrists
several more times would this happen
until eventually hitting the wrong spot

(What have I done?)

Awakening in the hospital
to yelling and screaming of how stupid he is
when arriving home
he puts on a facade with everyone
fools everyone as truly noone knows him

(I'm already fucked...I'm giving up...)

Knowing this and plotting his own demise
as more of his friends over time talk about him or lie to him
he gets a phone call
"It's over..."
and no legitmate reason

He meets with the balcony rails and falls over the edge

(Goodnight everyone...)




And before you know it
nothing more remains
and this is how he chose to silence the pain
will his death be in vain
who knows?
not many even payed attention to him

Proper burial?
perhaps so
but now it is too late
besides, can anyone even remember his name?

Being dead to the world
he could not remains sane
it was this or the insane asylum
and massive therepy
he took the easy way out
being that his life was so perfect
so perfect for a life of being decieved
so imperfect were the images put into the child's head

Everyone in the end trys to point fingers at one another
you're all to blame but who cares?




It won't change the fact that he is dead...

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© 2005 MidniteBlaze
Published on Friday, November 4, 2005.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • cherietree On Saturday, November 5, 2005, cherietree (21)By person wrote:

    wow this was amazing it makes me and most probly loads of others that thier not alone in how they feel.your poem was amzing :)

  • A former member wrote: god damn...stop my tears, quickly, before I drown the world in salted pain. I...*shakes head* gods...these emotions...I swear I KNOW you from somewhere...life is cruel...and when you feel invisible...things can turn ugly. Beautiful write...*Evangel*

  • Err0r On Saturday, November 5, 2005, Err0r (358)By person wrote:

    so true the last half is so very true... Just remember it's their way of dealing with things... Beautiful write...I bet it came from your heart my friend.

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