They've won

This anger, it burns me,
Scorching every emotion,
Every fiber of my being,
Infecting and roting all.

Hatred rises to the surface,
Agony echoes in the halls,
Pain embedded in my voice,
Tears dissolve everything to dust.

Unwantedness,
It screams in my ear,
It taunts and mocks me,
Cursing my very existence.

It wounds me,
Searing itself into my flesh,
So i'll be reminded that no matter where i am,
Thats all i'll ever be.

This nightmare of mine,
That never stops,
Degrading my soul with each encounter,
Slowly transforming it to stone.

Lost Children

Oh little lost child, Where oh where have you gone? What had become of you, When your imaginations had won? Drifting and drifting, Your mind, absent as well, Maybe not so, But what are you thinking? pray tell! Starved of affection, Treated like scum, Left in a corner, While they drown in rum. Where are you going? Little lost one, When will your journey, finally be done? What are you looking for? Will you be fine? The way you are living... Its not OK to lay your life on the line... Maybe you shouldn't have run away, It would safer to live as a doll, Quiet, still, decorated, beautiful, And never having to see life's bitterness unfold. You have my blessings dear child, Be safe, please do, They say ignorance is bliss, I hope in your case, it's true...