nonexistent. #poetry

I needed you
to hear me
so I screamed
from my heart
but you were lost
inside yourself
and in your world
I don’t exist

louder this time
aching for you
to hold me
and give me hope
but you never saw
beyond yourself
so in my world
you don’t exist

©2017 what sandra thinks

(image source: by Lace

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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9 Responses to nonexistent. #poetry

  1. Wow! Don’t give up shouting.

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