The door is closed; completely locked,
My feelings and thoughts were heartlessly mocked,
As I stood there begging on my knees,
You threw it all away, wherever you pleased,
With great difficulty I opened up to you,
But you walked away....way to soon,
Nothing I did mattered to you
Only now have I seen the truth,
You're other friends are the ones you like,
And nothing will change that, and that is my plight,
You came to me so easily,
Sharing your thoughts so willingly,
But then, you stabbed me in the heart so wickedly,
Not even bothering to wash the knife; it was so bloody,
My life didn't' matter to you or anyone,
And now you and I were for good done,
Little did you realize, that they were others kinder,
I have nothing but praise for my rescuer,
She helped me up and dressed my wounds,
It was not over, not this soon,
Nursing me back she made me well,
And now on those painful memories I rarely dwell,
She has kept me happy by showing the world to me,
That bold woman was none but me.
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A Voice Unheard - Part II: Poetry
Poetry"A Voice Unheard" is an anthology of both prose and poetry covering topics related to human life and the struggles humans go through manoeuvring human relationships. It deals with issues that people don't normally feel comfortable expressing or deal...
