Have you ever felt like an outcast? There are those of us that feel “different” compared with others- those of us that walk to a different beat of the drum….
Listen to the “Outcast” below by clicking on the link. You can also follow along by reading the poem below too…
https://anchor.fm/ariana-r-cherry/episodes/Spoken-Word-Poetry-Reading-The-Outcast-e4c01h
THE OUTCAST
I’d rather not say that I am insane,
My mind will not comprehend such a thing,
Nor would appreciate you to suggest so…
But it is absolute pain that erases the numbness..
Not a smile, laugh, frown, sadness…
Or your hand upon my knee…
It is blunt pain, that paints such a villainous smirk on me.
For it is the putrid bright lights that make me uncontrollably weep,
And the darkness which instills joy…
Singing me a haunting tune to which I dance and leap…
I must honestly confess that while my heart is twisted,
I cannot lie,
But something softly touches my blackened heart
When a harvest moon falls from the bleak sky….
People have banished me
And left me for dead…forsaken…
…They robbed me of my stars.
An outcast I was wretchedly marked,
So excuse me, if I choose darkness instead…
While such a heart as mine is a bit deranged,
It shall not mean that it is stone cold,
For my bitter tears flow in the frigid air under the dim moonlight…
I was left to survive
ALONE.
Marked to be an outcast…
and an innocent hope…
SHATTERED
Banished to live in torturous darkness instead….
Into the shadows, I creep
And under the midnight sky, I weep.
To all the mortals who have banished me…
Who marked this crushed spirit an outcast,
I was just born into darkness,
As I carried the burden of utter loneliness
And my pain,
Was the only thing
That set me free.
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written by Ariana R Cherry
