lady ace of spades's blog: "the angsty poems from day-to-day"

the words rise in an angry fever tearing at my mind at our silver tie... turn your back on me. am i... forgotten? harsher words follow a scream, a slap tears fall as i'm begging... grab your keys. am i... forgotten? thunder steps in the rain leaving me in the doorway gravel crunching and a car door slamming... back away from me and leave. have i been... forgotten...?