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Useless

With no purpose

By Colleen Millsteed Published 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read
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Useless
Photo by Mark Fletcher-Brown on Unsplash

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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