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I used to always care
about who was or wasn't there.
I'd stand on the sidelines alone
without a friend to call my own.

As it stands today;
there's just so much I need to say.
Where were you when I was on my knees?
Begging the world, yelling my pleas.

Where were you when I was in the dark?
Hiding my heart, breaking apart.
I suppose I'm just that easy to ignore,
I'm here for your use; nothing more.

I'm sorry to say
but I'm walking away.
My exit is long overdue,
but I'm not sorry I won't miss you.
This is my most recent poem, written today when I was contemplating how many people I've been for that were never there for me.
There's much more that I need to say to them, but this is the gist. :)
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RVFanatic1 Featured By Owner Dec 3, 2013
It's true. Sometimes you just have to say enough is enough. People don't always realize what they have until it's gone. It's only when they lose it do they actually begin to appreciate it.
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xfoxfirex Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Ah the glory days of heart break. Don't miss it. XD But this sure brings back all the angst that comes along with it.
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Miss--Understood Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
hahaha, not missing the days of heartbreak? No idea why :P
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SolidMars Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
hi there 
on behalf of :iconliterarypublications:
your lovely work has been featured here: Literary Publications Special Feature
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Miss--Understood Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Wow, thank you very much :D
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SolidMars Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
you're welcome :huggle:
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Veyrius Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2013  Hobbyist
Wow. The flow of this poem touches me. In a way, I guess all of us feel like that at some point.. The part that hit me the most was the third stanza, though, because I've experienced being used so many times by the people I called my friend.. They were only ever there when they needed me or when things were looking up for me.. but when I needed a shoulder to lean on, they turned around and walked away. I admit that I still know some who act sorta like that.. but I guess I just don't let them walk all over me anymore. TBH, I think I've become apathetic to the notion of truly connecting with people.. I hope you find someone who would stick with you through everything :) And although I've lost hope in that, I still keep trying. Who knows, maybe I'm just too blind or too hurt to see that there are still decent people.
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Miss--Understood Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Firstly, I want to say thank you and I'm glad that it managed to evoke such emotions. However, I'm sorry that so many people seemed to have treated you this way, but I'm incredibly glad that you aren't allowing people to walk over you anymore. That's the start of finding someone who will be there with you, I think, because it attracts the right people, those that are going to understand you better and know that you are going to be there for them, so long as they can do that for you, as well.
I really hope that you don't give up, and while I don't know you, if you ever need to talk I will listen :)
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Veyrius Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2013  Hobbyist
Ahh- no worries. I can deal with people like that- I'm sorta used to them by now, the only difference is I don't let them take advantage of me. :) Thank you for the offer! I might take you up on that one day :D
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Miss--Understood Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:D
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