Simply Sweet

Vulnerable

A man? Yes, a man.
With his eyes set on the floor.

A torn soul that has been beat.
He has seen pain with his soul and his body.

Tears brim his eyes,
Its a cruel world,
He knows first hand,
I can't help it go away,
The pain,
The suffering.

Dirt is smeared across his face,
Hunger,
Pain,
Scars,
He is just a body now,
Xenophobic men and women have beat him down.

Its horrific to hate your body,
To be so confused,
To change yourself for them.

There's no way to remove this pain,
So we decide to move forward,
And in doing so,
We leave this man behind,
He's quieted and left to die.

I'm gonna be original. I do see the point in writing the same things that everyone else does and acting like it's mine. I want to be form breaking and original. I'm trying to be. Also once I hit 1k followers I will be posting a YouTube video and talking about the inspiration for this poem and many others :)