Waiting for No one

October 3, 2010
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I sit by the train,
waiting for you to come for me,
take me with you,
and care for me,
you know how I how I was treated,
I thought you would help me,
but you didn't,
I waited and waited,
my back began to ache,
my legs itched,
Minutes turned into hours,
and hours became days,
and finally you showed up,
disorientated, dirty
and empty,
I thought poverty struck you,
so I ran to help you,
but you were stubborn,
you shoved me away,
wanting nothing to do with me,
I was clueless,
but it wasn't me,
It was you,
You were running away,
running away from everything,
your family,
which would have been me,
and your dignity,
and your power,
Why would you do that?
I dare not ask,
But all I know is that I wanted to help,
But you didn't,
So I walked away,
and you didn't follow,
I wanted to look back,
But I knew it would hurt me,
So I walked and walked,
I screamed and yelled,
Wandering whether you'd follow me,
But you never did,,
I never felt someone else's presence,
behind me,
the quick breeze of air that rushes across your face,
when someone walks by,
That, I never felt,
I was foolish to think you'd follow,
So when I see you in the street,
I shall still have this feeling in me,
Reminding me,
This person didn't care,
So why should I?

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jillianatthedisco said...
Jun. 15, 2011 at 1:59 pm
You have a great writing style.
Neta613 replied...
Dec. 17, 2011 at 6:55 pm
Thanks! Much appreciated;)
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