The Outcast's Life. By M.E.

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Every single time I've been betrayed,
So I've decided, I'll start anew and never aid.
I'll stay the outcast,
Let's see whose life can outlast.

I don't care if you hate,
So you can give me zero, for a rate,
But please don't befriend me.
But now… It's too late.

It can't be real,
I won't make any deal.
I'm not going to trust,
I'll stay alone and rust.

But you've made me trust you,
I know you are just like them too.
Extra precautions I will take,
For I know you are fake.

My mind struggles,
But my heart nuzzles
The new-found wings you've given me.
Maybe hope isn't lost.

And I wander through gardens,
I smile at wardens.
With you by my side,
I'll push back every tide.

That's when I feel the pain,
Like endless and tormenting rains.
I turn to see the knife.
You were trying to take my life.

You've stabbed me in the back,
I can hear my heart crack.
I knew this would happen,
But you, my tears don't sadden.

Now I realize I was right,
Should've never trusted the light.
You were just like them!
You were never a rare gem!

You dirty little traitor,
You were always a faker!
I should have trusted myself,
And not one like yourself.

You stab me again and again,
I close my eyes and wait for men
To come and step all over me,
Then throw me in the sea.

I am an outcast,
My life will not outlast.
Do you really have no moral?
Now I only have sorrow.

When I look, all I see
Is the blood all over me,
And your grinning face,
You were always the ace.

When you take off your mask,
You're completing your task.
But why is it me you break?
Forever, my heart will ache.

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