Speechlessly Unaccepted

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This is Hiralarious's challenge. Sorry it took so long! Hers was hard. I wanted to make it REALLY good. So anyways, if you don't know her challenge, she gives you one (in my case two) lines that you must put into your poem depended on the hardness (1-10) that you said. So I got two, and my sentences were:

1. Crying tears of anxiety in a crowded sea
2. Doomed from the star, doomed to never be anyone

And like Alice said, little did she know they went perfectly together, and with my style of poetry! Ha Ha Hiralarious, I had a very fun time writing this.
Anyways it's a poem about a girl (maybe just a wide spread of a 'person') who is unaccepted everywhere, and she is so that she can't speak. And it's like she's invisible, in a tight ball, a zombie, a ghost, anything. And it's not that people are telling her to go away, or that she's not "accepted" here, but she is SPEECHLESSLY UNACCEPTED.
The sentences will be underlined.
Enjoy! :D

Submitted: June 29, 2008

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Submitted: June 29, 2008

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Dark skies in a light world,

Feelings that engulf the innocent,

A life where everyone must pay the price,

The one that I can’t pay.

 

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A soul engulfed by unknown darkness,

A heart thrown from every other heart,

A body broken by the invisible ties of the universe,

Eyes that are blind to the most important things.

 

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Everywhere I walk,

There is only rain and no sun.

Anything I touch,

Bursts in flames at my sparking fingers.

 

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I’m going now,

An umbrella high in my hand,

I turn to my destination,

The rain so loud that I can’t hear.

 

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There are people here,

So many I can’t count,

And they look at me,

There are no words, only stares.

 

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Stares that scratch away my mask,

Revealing who I truly am.

Stares that rip through my soul,

Causing me to bleed eternally.

 

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I fall to my knees,

The umbrella on the ground.

Purple polka dots with orange end up in my face,

And I can’t see, I can’t see them.

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Crying tears of anxiety in a crowded sea,

My soul bursts from this ugly body of mine,

Extracting with it a piece of me,

And now I am nothing but an empty body lying on the ground.

 

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Doomed from the start,

Doomed to never be anyone,

I become this thing,

This lifeless human.

 

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Like an electronic without its batteries,

Like a doll without its head,

Like a car without its engine,

Like a song without its lyrics,

Lifeless,

Dead,

Unknown.

 

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A dream,

A care,

A bomb,

Now there’s nothing there.

 

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Nothing is left of me…..


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