Forgotten
It hurts to be forgetten
I try to supress the pain
but it still doesn't work,
so my other best option
is to ignore the silence
shrouded in misery,
But hope still resonates in me,
hoping that i will someday be discovered
Like a fossil bone in an escavation,
but why?
I don't need attention,
I don't need friends,
for they were the ones to start it.
They can't break me anymore,
for what is there to break?
I am invisible.
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Hello, my name is Heather Caffey and I'll be your poet for today! I write everything from short and sweet to long and sad, so if you want something that's somewhere in between or all of them, well you're in the right place! Most of my poetry is based off of my thoughts and random little daydreams and rarely about the people around me or what is going on, though I do write some of those. Have fun with reading and have a slamming day!
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