abandoned
lonely
hinting the signs
getting no response
masking gone away
grumpy face all the time
still nobody asked why
nobody asks what's wrong
not then, not now
I guess I'm just
a forgotten soul
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Author:
NinjaGirl (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 5 hour energy is some pretty wild stuff, y'all. That has nothing to do with the poem, but I thought you should know XD
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Comments3
Ignored possiblly but never forgotten. Good or bad our memories remain with all. A lovely write of abandonment that we all feel from time to time. Dark but most wonderful
thank you!
5 hours of energy in a bottle that can fit in your palm… I wonder if we could create food that is as filling
I'm sure its possible!
It is. In fact, I can't have it because of my body's newfound aversion to caffeine. Ah. Yay me! 🤣 Anyway, now for the poem. Wonderful job, my friend! I have felt this very way. Truthfully, I have been feeling this way a lot lately. People would rather remain ignorant of someone else's suffering rather than stand in the mud with someone who is going through the shit. It's not you, it is them. They are suppressing one of the best parts of humanity (empathy) to embrace one of the worst parts of it (apathy). For what it's worth, you're not forgotten by me or others on here! I am glad our paths have crossed, NinjaGirl! 🌹👏
if you absolutely do not want to sleep, I recommend it! 😀 thank you, and I'm also very grateful to have met you as well
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