Poetic Challenge 2009: Day 2 / Prompt - an outsider

>> 4.14.2009

Lost Outside

Pillow-muffled
sobs ripple
across the dark

Sorrow stabs
a hurtful spear
into her breast

Hollowness invades
laying waste
to spirit

Empty days
aching nights;
she’s no Barbie

Thinks too much
feels too deeply
doesn’t fit

Group outcast
always forgotten
never belonging

Lost outside
looking in

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The name for this blog was inspired by a quote by Nietzsche, below.

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