Forgotten

I still could breathe
Quietly, just before the pain.
Sharp.

My body cries,
And my body bleeds.
But I feel free.

So, I just accept
That I am alone,
Lonely,
And forgotten at best.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Mwashighadi Avatar
February 22, 2016 at 8:45 AM
Good piece! I see a great poet here.
Davey Avatar
February 17, 2016 at 2:53 AM
Sometimes you need to be alone with yourself to work out what needs to be dealt with but don't forget on the outside their is always someone there waiting for you to decide to open the door again. very good write my dear!
Ebbs Avatar
January 31, 2016 at 3:00 PM
I agree with Silent One, you are never truely alone, but the feeling leaves one lost for awhile. Thank you for sharing :)
Boddie Avatar
January 31, 2016 at 12:39 PM
it may be a phase why we, at times, self-haze which, really, leaves me amazed at how you turned this phrase with your passion's blaze....and with the strength of your pen, you do defend all who feel they can't win because the words you extend empowers strength from within to never travel that road again....very inspiring words that need to be heard Kaitlyn....;)
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