Trash

He threw me away,
Like I was a piece of trash.
He threw me into a river,
Like a piece of trash.
He threw me over the edge of a cliff,
Like I was a piece of trash.
He thought I was someone to stomp on,
Like a piece of trash.
He made me into what I am today.
I'm a piece of trash.
Just because he molded me into it.

Author's Note

Reviews

Reviews

[Blue tailed kite]

Dont think at all that you are trash.... I know you are a much better person that he will ever be... you have expressed your anger and hurt in this poem... Nobody is capable of moulding anybody into something unless the person himself wants to be moulded into. Dont do that to yourself, you deserve much better.

[Khaotic Katastrophe]

Don't let yourself believe that you are trash because you're not. Overcome anything that memories throw at you no matter how hard they may be. Don't let them bring you down because it means they won. An everyday struggle against yourself isn't fun or the least bit easy but you can break free from anything you set your mind to. Good write, very expressive

[HorrorMaster]

Aww you not trash. Don't let anything hurt you. Just be yourself okay :). Good poem *hugs*

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

you are not trash , you are worth so much, but i understand the feeling

[what-the-frick]

This is heart-breaking ... and I pray that you prove them wrong. You are not trash.

[Michael X]

this is outstanding, i couldnt say more about it except that
it caters to the reader, 100/100. keep it up!

[chaffy]

seems depressed...
it makes me feel bad for trash, but i feel even worse for you because you got molded into trash.