Hurt

Re-evaluating my self-worth,

I’ve given up there’s no more time for rebirth

There’s no time to grow, to get to know,

There’s no time to accept, there’s nothing of us left.

Feeling like dirt, treated like dirt, stating that dirt, then feeling like dirt.

It’s a vicious cycle, and the cleaner's not in.

Dirt is stirring

The earth is earning.

My soul is yearning-

For kindness and contentment

But I receive dirt.

Because I am dirt.

You’re the worst of us.

There’s no worth just dust.

Ashes of my being, desecrated.

Scattered upon the burning bridges,

No bridges left to build.

Destruction

No aid

No aid

No heaven's gates

No aid

Alone.

That’s life

Alone

Unknown

Not cared for

A sinner

Just me.

Nothing.

Not even worth dirt.

And there was nothing more left to say.

No reason to stay.

She packed her bags and departed on her way.