Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 03-June 07:48:27 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

Array ( [sid] => 85001 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Used [time] => 2005-02-19 21:32:49 [hometext] => I wrote this poem because everyone i know uses me [bodytext] => Have you ever felt like no one cares?
Like you are alone it's not fair
Have you ever wished there was someone there?
That knows how you hurt
Who hurts like you?
A person who feels pain like you do
Another lonely night you sit in the dark
Dazed and Confused
Feeling so used
By the ones you love most
They don't see
What it is truly like to be me
Another day i walk down the hall
Though they see me
They don't know me at all
They call out names
I choose not to hear
All i know is those words are my biggest fear
I shrug them off like it's no big deal
I try to tell myself that it's not real
I cry to myself when no ones around
I am falling and have not yet reached the ground
I silently scream for those around me
The footprints of the ones I love
Are slowly sunking into my skin
I am the rug
The rug that is smeared
Spotted with dirt
Who no one notices
I am the bug
Flying head first into the dark dirty windshield
Soon it will be as if I don't exist
For I am being used
I am sick of being dissed
I wish the ones I help so much
Would be there and be my crutch
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
This is how i feel
Only one word describes it
The word is
USED! [comments] => 5 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Les4567 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Used

Contributed by Les4567 on Saturday, 19th February 2005 @ 09:32:49 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Have you ever felt like no one cares?
Like you are alone it's not fair
Have you ever wished there was someone there?
That knows how you hurt
Who hurts like you?
A person who feels pain like you do
Another lonely night you sit in the dark
Dazed and Confused
Feeling so used
By the ones you love most
They don't see
What it is truly like to be me
Another day i walk down the hall
Though they see me
They don't know me at all
They call out names
I choose not to hear
All i know is those words are my biggest fear
I shrug them off like it's no big deal
I try to tell myself that it's not real
I cry to myself when no ones around
I am falling and have not yet reached the ground
I silently scream for those around me
The footprints of the ones I love
Are slowly sunking into my skin
I am the rug
The rug that is smeared
Spotted with dirt
Who no one notices
I am the bug
Flying head first into the dark dirty windshield
Soon it will be as if I don't exist
For I am being used
I am sick of being dissed
I wish the ones I help so much
Would be there and be my crutch
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
This is how i feel
Only one word describes it
The word is
USED!




Copyright © Les4567 ... [ 2005-02-19 21:32:49]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: Used (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 19th February 2005 @ 10:04:04 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Very expressive and emotional. I love it, and I've walked down that hall too, I can relate. I find thats the best thing with YPDC its full of people like us, or people who care and want to help, an ear to listen. Speaking of ears, I have two, if you want to chat PM me :o)

Take Care
- Becca


Re: Used (User Rating: 1 )
by reprobate on Saturday, 19th February 2005 @ 11:55:08 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
very expressive and sad.
and if 2 ears aren't enough, feel free to add mine to pot...i've actually been known to listen and understand, too.
thanks for sharing


Re: Used (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Sunday, 20th February 2005 @ 04:41:51 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
I can very well relate too, i think people sometimes are used for no reason but for other peoples gain. Anyways hope to see more of your poems soon.

Hugs,
Jane ^_^


Re: Used (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 20th February 2005 @ 10:34:53 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
everyone is used without realizing it. you have a lot of talent, and i hope you use that. as for those who use you, just think you are good enough to use, but never to be thrown away. people like the ones you wrote of, are the ones on the top of the list of those who just need to die. and by the way, thank you for joining ypdc, i needed to find someone else here that has talent, so few left these days...


Re: Used (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 20th February 2005 @ 10:51:08 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
I really felt your emotions and frustration in this write. Great work. I look forward to reading more of your work. :-)




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com