This is for that wed. before thanksgiving, 11/24.04
Do you remember?
I thought as much.
No one knows,
no one cares,
no one remembers you.
But alas, I do,
though some times I wish it were not so.
I used to hold you in my arms,
and tell you of my troubles,
I used to sit with you thinking,
what you and i have done wrong.
I remember,
and i miss,
but no one else remembers,
no one else knows,
no one else cares.
I look and take from your bag each night,
and give it to someone else,
but no one sees the pain i feel,
giving away what was yours.
To be reminded every day,
to feel the tears bout to burst.
no one knows this,
no one cares.
Then came this day this frightful day,
reminding me even more so.
I smile through the day,
laughing like everyone,
it’s a holiday,
be thankful.
Oh why,
oh why…
no one remembers,
no one cares…
I don’t expect anyone to remember…
I’ve never expected anything…
man, if that were a real poem, it would really stink
“ain’t that the truth”
=(
it’s not a real poem? sounds poemish to me, did you write it? cause if you did, i think you should start posting poems on allpoetry.com, you should at least try it, who knows you might get a poem published like my sister. ^_^i think you can.