Easily forgotten,
my face is overlooked in a crowd
look at me and
see nothing.
A quiet presence in a room
no one notices.
just another random star
in the night sky
that will be forgotten
if it went out.
Invisible,
too quiet
Ignored,
Forgotten when gone
A meaningless face.
Just another set of
eyes, lips, nose, mouth.
A mouth that does more
bad than good.
It hurts and it breaks
people.
It hurts and it breaks
me.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryTrigger warning: depression, references to suicide and self harm. Don't read if you are easily triggered. Just my late night thoughts. Mostly crap, but oh well
