Dust caught in a breeze,
Shadows lost in the dark.
These things easily gone
Without so much as a thought
When you turned on your heel
And left me behind,
Did you ever turn back
Or were you already blind?
Notes left unsung,
Food left to rot,
So quickly discarded
And as lazily forgot.
Was I ever a piece of your life
That had meaning
Or was I just a place holder
Another plug for the gaps?
Memories buried with
Words that once had feeling,
All locked in a jar
Ready for slaughter.
Who was I to think
That I had ever mattered
When in the end, all we had
You so carelessly disregarded
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thanks for reading, you all are amazing.
YOU ARE READING
where tears may fall.
Poetrywords unspoken and lost, skittering away to plant themselves on paper. i'd love to hear feedback [it may or may not be vital for my self esteem]; thanks for taking the time to read my sad, silly thoughts. [lowercase intended.]
