for far too long,
i've been expected to be there
not to be loved
not to be invited
not to be included
not to be treated as a person
not to be befriended
but to be there
as a safety net
for everyone else to use
but i'm frayed from being used too many times
and i'm close to falling apart
and when i fall,
no one will give a damn
except when they notice (after a long time) that i'm no longer there
then they'll find a new safety net
and i'll be forgotten
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Another Broken Eternity
Poetrythis is poetry in the sense that everything broken is poetic. a collection of poems about love, betrayal, hope, and broken dreams inspired by milk and honey by rupi kaur. #137 in poetry - 09/15/17 #229 in poetry - 12/25/17 #118 in poetry - 01/13/18...
