The bustling of the crowd
Jostling of the bags
A kick gone unnoticed
The blank stares received
They wouldn’t know
If you were here today
Or gone tomorrow
Or if you even existed
You are just another body
Breathing precious air
Taking up too much space
Bothering someone else
The quick connect
The risen hopes
The glance away
Dashed to pieces
You decide it doesn’t really matter
Sign the note
Slit the wrist
You know you won’t be missed
Take a breath, close your eyes
Know you made the right choice
You were just another hollow cast
Taking up someone else’s space














Comments
love,
zackh
Your an awsome poet
But I hope you're feelin okay...
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Everything has beauty... just not everyone sees it.
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