I am forgotten

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A.
I am forgotten
5 (100%) 1 vote

I am forgotten
I am overlooked
I am ignored
I am underestimated

I am beginning to get used
To this treatment
I don’t know how to
Change it

I don’t know how to
Get others to treat me
Differently
With more respect

Everyone does it
Family, friends
Even strangers
People on the street

I am so alone
Lonely
Despaired
Forgotten

I wish I would just die
I am so tired
Worn out
I want it to be over

I’m tired of the
Constant pain
The pain of living
With no joy
No happiness

Everything is a chore
Even the task of
Taking a shower
Is an effort

There is no light
Anywhere to be seen
Just darkness
No love, no touch
No whisper
Of love in my life

Why am I here
What purpose do I serve
Why don’t you want me
To come home God?

Please God let me come home…….

Me, Myself and I

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A.
Me, Myself and I
4 (80%) 1 vote

In the 50 years I have
Been alive I have learned
The only person you can count on
Is yourself…..
Me, myself and I

Other people let you down
Disappoint you, fail to be there
For you….
But you, yourself will
Always be there

Friends, husbands even
Family will let you down
Fail to be there
When you need them
But you, yourself will still
Be there when the others
Are not…..

Learn to be the best
Friend possible………
To yourself
Learn to enjoy
Your own company
Because that may
Be all you will ever have

Led Astray

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Noname29
Led Astray
4.3 (86.67%) 3 votes

It’s strange that many of us know yet don’t see

that the sky has painted a darker color over the blue sky.

Growth has come anew like a forming divergent path

in the meadow of the fields leading to broad expectations;

yet I can’t help but remember when days were simpler

like the fields of flowers with harvesting bugs and animals.

It must be me only that no one else seems to notice

that this destruction in us is so self-absorbent.

Not a single compassion seen in the light of day

to the dark night of whispering heaves.

What has happen to the strive of showing affection

when love is glassed over above us not to be seen?

Have we become dull like the dry meadow we destroy?

Have we been led astray from that blinding light

that we choose to become corrupted?

Oh, humanity. What have become of us in the end

that we choose greed over kindness?

Don’t let us disappear like the raindrops,

in which they evaporate into thin air.

Let us water and nurture humanity back to tenderness

like when holding hands used to be a sign of friendship.

Untitled by Scott

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e.b.g.scott
Untitled by Scott
3 (60%) 2 votes

there once was a blade which met her skin,

and out came a monster from within.

“keep going,” it said, “you can’t stop now.”

she wanted to fight but she didn’t know how.

“to the bathroom,” it screamed, she did as it said

and she reached for the tap, lying down in her new bed.

to sleep she fell, in the utmost of pain,

as more monsters began swimming, from her wrists to the drain.

Turn Around

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Hani Badawi
Turn Around
3 (60%) 5 votes

Wasted my life searching for you
I got lost so many times before
I first laid my eyes on you
Even back then couldn’t feel it
It took some time before
Knowing what you came in for

Days started to shine up
Clear skies, clear air
Burning sun, hot sandy beach
Hours of the nights started to drop
Clear skies, clear air
Sparkling stars, we try to reach

Things started to turn around
Tables went upside down
Tension rushed in between us
Making up with you day and night
You turned off our dreams’ light
Smashing down what we had and plus
Awake thinking of you till dawn

Four seasons have passed
And now you’re only a past
It was never destined to last
Do not you try to come closer
You know I’m 26 by now
There’s a new difference I know
A woman from a whore
Just you are nothing more

Days started to shine up
Clear skies, clear air
Burning sun, hot sandy beach
Hours of the nights started to drop
Clear skies, clear air
Sparkling stars, I try to reach
Away from you
It’s all I do
Enjoying everything the way it is
Thank you dear lord for that bliss
“Forgetfulness” a true gift it is

You see I was never wrong about
My feelings at first there is no doubt
Now that I’ve wasted my time on you
Now that I’ve found my self away from you
Guiltiness is eating me
My senses
Which I let down to trust you
Which I let down by loving you
Which I let down crying on you
I made up with myself
Now you’re a part of an old shelf
I already moved on
Since you’re not the one