All I wanted was simple
to be held, to be noticed
to feel like I mattered
in someone’s quiet way.
But here I a
reaching out into nothing
hoping for a hand
to remind me I’m still whole.
And it hurts
not like a cut or a bruise
but like a heart
that kept believing too long.
I only wished for a thank you
a soft word, a nod
but what I get instead
is silence that feels like a slap.
Categories:
unappreciation, 12th grade, appreciation, heartbreak,
Form: Free verse
How do I feel inside, really?
Avenging your needs, silly?
I don’t gotta kill to be at ease,
But a little pain delivered may appease.
Sometimes I’m mating with confusion
Right or wrong, is it all a delusion?
Potential I have but can they see,
And feel this heat blazing in me,
No, the answer is no, a to letter
Unappreciation is my medicine, better?
Categories:
unappreciation, confusion, dark, hate,
Form: Rhyme