Worthless

Worthless is

Looking in a mirror, and not seeing your own face

Walking in sand, leaving no footprints

Being a shadow, an outline, empty, hollow

Never feeling wanted, usefull, needed

Feeling no ground beneath invisible, naked feet

Whispering in a forest

Pinching yourself to make sure you are real and can feel

Eagerly anticipating therapy, because someone listens to you there

An empty plate and being okay with that

Giving your shoes, to a person that has no feet

Being on no ones speed dial

There is no knock at the door, no invitation in the mail

Nobody believing you when you are telling your truth

Your voice carrying no farther than your own ears

Wonder if anyone cares or knows where you are

Sleeping on concrete

Finding friendship in a glass, a bottle, needle or smoke

Never having cake and giving away the pie

Feeding everyone else, taking none for yourself

A penny cut in half

Half a zipper

An apple core

A glass with a hole in the bottom

A shoe without soul

A beach without water

Garbage that refuses to leave the curb

Having no demands just whatever's

Paint without a brush

A watch with no hands

Trying to stay numb and not want

It's safe and true to say that all of my life, I have felt absolutely worthless

I can count on one hand, the peoples that I have truly connected with...at least...for a while, a short spell, a season, through one storm or another.

I am not pleasant sunshine....I am the clouds.

I am the rock, alone, on the shore, in the ocean that the sea flows around but never moves

I stand amongst a bustling crowd watching the people's go this way or that...but no one stops...no one can see me there...for I make nary a sound...even as I drag these heavy, noisy chains.

The island has flowed out farther...to the sea...to the sea

It's just me

I lived in utter, unspoken desperation...so painful, silent screaming, inner torment, never believing I deserved any better than scrapes. I'll share the dog dish, just don't throw me out on the street. To keep a roof over my head, I would bend, twist and completely contort. Cause no trouble, follow the rules, take whatever little morsel was given. I allowed myself to be passed around and tossed aside. Adrift in water a mile deep

I wore the chains they gave me. I knew not that I could take them off.

Worthlessness, desperation, lostness, loneliness, hopeless, cold, vacant, empty,confusion, resignation, invalid, unwanted, unmissed, unwarranted, useless, vagrant, beggar, drifter, loiterer, weak, I just wanted someone to care, someone to look for me, to find me, make me real