Someone Who Isn't There

Someone Who Isn't There

A Poem by Meg Craft

A collection of my thoughts


Everyone seems to be doing fine without me

I only cause problems that people don’t even care to see

And the ones who are close enough feel so far away

“Friends” who look at me and turn the other way

No one calls out my name from across the crowd

Not a soul tunes down to listen, only blares it out loud

Not giving me a chance to speak so that they’ll understand

Because to them I’m that burnt biscuit that’s smokey and bland

That tart taste in the back of your throat

That soul no one remembered to help into the lifeboat

So they sailed away and I slipped into the water

And hoped that they’d return for me but only sailed farther

I left to think that it was all part of their plan

To desert me while I had my head stuck in the sand

So they could move on to places unknown

While I wandered about all alone

Because no one ever bothers to care

About someone who isn’t there

© 2013 Meg Craft

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Added on April 5, 2013
Last Updated on April 5, 2013
Tags: someone, who, isn't, there, raeanne, echo, imfeld, poem, hurt, depression, self harm


Meg Craft
Meg Craft

Boone, NC

My name is Meg. I am nineteen with a lover named literature and an affair with music. I have old writing up here from middle/high school that's probably pretty cringey. Feel free to peruse it for a g.. more..


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