Savage

Would you notice if I disappeared?
To you I’m an infinitesimal dot
On the page, but hidden from sight

Did you ever really see me there?
Did your brain ever really compute
And work out if I had a name

I know I exist that’s the twist

I’m still here
Yet pain slashes and plunges deep

Burning

The wound engulfs my brain
You don’t need me

You don’t want me

That’s clear and plain

Would you notice if I disappeared?
To you I’m an infinitesimal dot
On the page, but hidden from sight

I look into your face
Your eyes are blank
I’m not in there

Amongst your disdain

You’re blind to my needs and feelings
I burn as you torch my senses
You aim and shoot me down in flames…

…as I look into your savage face

But you don’t need me

You don’t want me.

Last Few Words: This one was contributed to by Dan (Hooded Stranger)

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

Region, Country: West London, GBR

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda

Thank you , but the idea was not to formal the poem conventionally, but I appreciate your help.

I'm glad that you liked it.

Lou

I like the irregularity of the layout. It makes it feel painful and a little disjointed. Great theme.

Amongst your disdain

You’re blind to my needs and feelings
I burn as you torch my senses
You aim and shoot me down in flames…

Love, Cat

i'm so pleased you liked it.

Lou