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Day 15

barely communicating.
no good morning,
no goodnight,
no just checking in,
no how was your day.

 

i get none of that,
but seem to give all
of that.

 

i no longer want to 
feel like someones 
afterthought.

 

like something someone
has to the side that they
can use and play with
when needed.

 

i dont want to feel like
im no longer cared for.

 

but i dont think i am anymore.

 

there is no youre beautiful,
no you look nice today,
no i missed you,
no kisses,

 

shit barely getting
a hug now.

 

i think my intuition
is screaming for me to
walk away,

 

screaming for me to come
to my senses,

 

and screaming for me
to take no more.

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keith jeffries

Thu 27th Jun 2024 21:04

A poem which speaks of today's society where people have lost the ability to communicate. People are now locked into their own world. People seldom strike up a conversation with a stranger which in years past was considered quite normal.
Thank you for this,
Keith

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