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Dying Alone

He sits there everyday,
The little boy that no one loves.
But they go about their merry lives,
Not giving him a second glance.

All he wants is their attention,
Or at least a little love.
But they're all too busy with their own lives
To care about the boy.

So all that he will ever get
Is their annoyance and their hatred.
Because no one ever has the time
To listen to his story.

They all judge him way too quick,
Like a book by it's cover.
They think they know what happened,
Don't care about they truth.

They think he had a real great life
Until he threw it all away.
They say that he still wanted more,
So he ran away from home.

They don't know what he's been through,
They haven't lived his life.
They don't know how many times
His heart's been ripped to shreds.

He tried to be a good boy,
He listened to his parents.
He did everything they told him to,
Without a single complaint.

But no matter what he did,
Or how hard he tried,
He still wasn't good enough for them,
There was just no pleasing them.

Over the years, he'd simply lost track,
Of all the times he'd been called a mistake.
Or of all the times he'd been yelled at
To just get out of the house.

He remembered all the supper-less nights
He'd been forced to spend outside.
Only because he received a bad mark in school,
Or he didn't have supper ready on time.

But when morning came,
He was usually welcomed back inside,
Except for that time
He was told not to come back.

So now he's all alone,
surrounded by people who only care about themselves.
Dying of starvation,
Because no one will spare a coin.

Just a couple dollars,
could get him through the day.
But instead he sits there, starving,
Asking everyone he sees.

The little boy died today,
Because no one would spare a coin.
The little boy died alone,
With no one at his side.

Author notes

option # 21 - Love is a battle field.

Let's take it from the top

I like to bite

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  • wingsofgold25 silver member
    January 28, 2008

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    Thank you for entering the contest.
    A very sad and depressing write.
    Thanks for your entry and good luck in the contest


  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    October 21, 2007

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    very sad poem deserving of more trophies than u have received good luck in this contest and this is my favorite part
    They don't know what he's been through,
    They haven't lived his life.
    They don't know how many times
    His heart's been ripped to shreds.


  • vampireblood
    October 21, 2007

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    Aww this was so sad. The ending was just oh my god. You put so much emotion into your words. Thanks for entering and best of luck to you in my contest.
    ~Vampy~


  • LittleAnn
    September 23, 2007

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    Reading this poem makes me so sad because there are many children who go through that and end up dying alone because there is no one who cares...
    A cruel world, isn't it?

    Thanks for entering my contest!
    Keep on writing!
    Annie


  • LucyLightning
    September 21, 2007
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    aw, this is veryyyyy sad. =[[[[
    but, i enjoyed it nonetheless.
    great job & good luck.

  • Seeking Peace silver member
    September 7, 2007
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    This is a great piece, I was a little thrown off by the title and following use of dieing, when it should be dying apart from that one gripe... I thought this was so poignant and sad..... well written

    Thank you for taking the time to enter your favourite prewrite in this contest, I wish you the very best of luck

    Karen


  • Plastic Dreams
    September 1, 2007

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    the first and 2nd stanza play well off themselves in the rhyme scheme. and i've found this piece to be a little long indeed.

    but dying alone sometimes gives us a breath for breathing in the afterlife


  • lindaburns gold member
    August 23, 2007

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    This would have been more effective if

    if the last line read “with no one at his side.” Last line in 4th stanza maybe should read “don’t care about the truth”. You have written a true story in a way that makes it clearly seen. Good work.


  • xxlisajazminexx
    August 11, 2007

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    I absulutely Loved this Piece........
    so much emotion in your words.......
    I love these type of poems!!!!!!!
    how you make me feel as if i was actually there
    in that moment........
    Not many people can capture feelings
    as well as you have in the poem.......
    How every line flows nicely into the next......
    so very sad about this little boy that it brought a tear to my eye at the end
    great write!!!!!!!!!!!!
    I cant wait to read more of your poems!!!!!!
    A++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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