Useless
With no purpose
Everyone has a purpose
Everyone has a name,
There once was a time
When I was the same.
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But now it seems
That time has past,
Like anything else
It didn’t last.
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I’ve lost all purpose
I had in life,
I no longer work
I’m no longer a wife.
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I feel so useless
I feel I’m no good,
It’s the pain that’s stopping me
From doing the things I could.
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I once could do so much
Now I battle through the day,
I want to do more
What can I say?
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Nobody needs me
Not like before,
I used to be important
But I’m not anymore.
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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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