FORSAKEN

Thrown under the bus
Displaced, out of view
Left holding the bag
Now forgotten, confused.

You washed your hands
Now free of me
Relinquished, expelled
So ingeniously.

Easily dumped
Dropped off and forsaken
Just a mistake
You were sorry for making.

Discarded, abandoned
You walked away
No parting words
Nothing more left to say.

My eyes filled with tears
A lump in my throat
No second thoughts
You reached for your coat.

So easy for you
You simply moved on
Never looked back
You left, you were gone.

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Photo from Google Images: dougdickerson.net

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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