Expendable (poem)

[Mellie]

I flit through this life
Trying to find purpose.
As of now it seems
I'm expendable.

Expendable here.
Or there or even there.
Yes, I have no use.
Use me as you wish.

Forget me, or leave.
Run, hide, or ignore.
They are viable
to use against hope.

Live or die blurs quick
confused once again.
Save or jump from fear?
When will I be worth?

[angel222]

ooow, this is so...so...I totally recognize myself in it. I loved it *hugs*

[Mellie]

really? I didn't like this poem. I just was feeling a little ignored and wrote...grr....should reallly stop doing that... but I'm glad you liked it! *hugz back*

[angel222]

yeah, know the feeling, I'm alway in a strange mood when I write my poems

[Perfect Soldier]

It's always good to write poems when you're still in that same emotional frame of mind... you're at your purest and most honest level with yourself even if you look back at it later on and don't feel the same way at one point you did and it's important to express that feeling you were having. I also personally liked it mainly because sometimes I feel like I dissapear or that i'm not worth anything (has a shinji complex.) You did a really nice job.

Zero

[Mellie]

you always give such good adive in your reviews, Perfect Soldier! Thank you!