unwanted

I fall from grace.
the rebellious son.
the deformity that no one wants.
unafraid yet so broken.
I was a goat amongst sheep.
not the average pretty white lamb.
but a blemished pond.
fatten by the abuse that left me black and blue.
I was average.
I was less.
yet no one smiled on me.
no one even noticed.
I was a afterthought.
not the icebreaker of the conversation.
a harsh thought of treacherous gossip.
yet I couldn't leave.
though I wanted to.
no one would rescue me.
I was simply alone.
being the agony of a snarl.
that cut me too deep.
my soul bleeding.
my heart harden by stone.
I was nothing to them I'd always be.
still it hurts.
to want love but you get casted out as the leper.
knowing I'm nothing more than a outcast.
a mistake.
yet I never get the respect I crave.
everything special about me just pushed to the side.
I was no longer family.
I was a outsider.
something dirty.
something rolled in the mud.
yet I was never good enough.
I was.... Unwanted.
©darkmocha