Neglect
Can you spell it
I hope so
Because you do it
Neglect
That’s what I get
Handed to me
On a silver platter
Tarnished by tears
Neglect
I can feel it
Cutting my skin
Stinging my eyes
Neglect
Killing me inside
Depressing me
I know it
Neglect
And you don’t
Because I won’t
I can’t
Neglect
Festering and growing
You nurture it
And love it more
Neglect
Neatly packaged
Just for me
By you.
Robyn V. Evans
10-18-02