Misfit

I was looking through my files for something to post today and I decided to swallow my shame over my writing and to give you something that is very personal to me. 😰😱😣 *ahem* I LOVE writing and it often soothes me but it isn’t always pretty or hopeful. Some stuff tht I’ve written tends to be pretty dark at times (don’t worry, you won’t be reading those. 😜 I’m too humiliated….) At first I tried to include hope or restoration into each part of my writing but after a while I just gave up and decided to write what I felt instead.

*gets up courage to stop jabbering  and actually put my writing into this post* Here is one of the forty-five things like this that I’ve written over the past year. *grimace* 😵😬

Misfit

I hear laughter

I see joy

Yet I am not invited

I am not chosen

I was born a misfit

I was destined never to belong

Through the days

Over the years

People come and go

But no one stays

I was born a misfit

I was destined never to belong

I am scarred

I am abandoned

I am forgotten

I was born a misfit

I was destined never to belong

Those who were supposed to love

Those who were meant to give hope

The ones called The Church

They can’t see me

I was born a misfit

I was destined never to belong

Darkness

A black fog

Who can find their way to me?

Can I find an escape?

No

I was born a misfit

I was destined never to belong

My only companions

Pain

Despair

Hopelessness

Because I was born a misfit

I was destined never to belong