Exist
Wake, at once, it comes out to this,
A plan, your chance to not hide behind tint,
If I wasn't hurt, would you take time to sit,
Take time to look, to notice, I exist,
The chance to be seen, even a
sec,
A sound, a call, maybe even a breath,
Expecting for visits, family, and friends,
Not leaving out those, with open hands,
Can, and cannot are powerful words,
Some breakdown, some will encourage,
Seeing that of many, some, self-centered,
Be cautious of what, is placed in the center,
I guess what I'm saying, comes out to this,
Those not seen, have dreams, to exist...
- Author: Raymond Jones (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 7th, 2019 21:24
- Comment from author about the poem: This is dedicated to a lot of many who are or have been in many of moments of being or feeling unimportant or left out. I'm not writing this out of guessing, these poems are truly from my heart and actually happened and happening as you read.
- Category: Love
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