I was the rose you threw to cry over a withered garden.
You didn’t notice I disappeared. For you, nothing changed.
I had light, you flipped the switch.
You want the best for you, told me I wasn’t on the list.
Pain is just a fuel and you gave me plenty.
At least you left me with something other than regret.
3 replies on “Poem #215”
Rather sad words even if nicely phrased. When nobody notices you have gone, was it worth it in the first place?
I guess when people leave, they leave behind a lot more than silence.
Lovely so dark 🙂🤔