Cupboard of Emotions

Feel alone and used like a dark empty cupboard
Throwing their junk inside and walk away - no looking back
Trust me to hold rubbish knowing that it will be mothered
They don't even notice that I am starting to crack
Feelings locked in but theirs taken out on me by force
Painting over my cracks and pretending all is fine
Treat me as invisible and no signs of remorse
Someone will respect me someday - only a matter of time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Agustin Avatar
June 11, 2025 at 5:35 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
A  Avatar
January 25, 2016 at 7:41 PM
Hi CLAIRE, Excellent poem, Awesome flow. Luv ** SKAT **
Wesley Avatar
January 30, 2013 at 2:28 PM
A sad state we girls are learning to not accept. With a bit of respect it fdoesn't have to happen. I felt sad reading this!
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