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this is for you
one who feels you're not welcome not present not in your step nor in a bed nor in a home this is for you one who feels not alone in your life out of your skin lost before you began this is for you one who feels they've no place or destination to go not on a roadmap nor in their job or their family in the world mostly ghostly alone this is for you I'm here to tell you you have been seen I know you I've been you been where you've been I am you if one person notices how could your cares be invisible you are still an individual singular as the day you were born one of God's own even if your Mother, your Father your sister or brother did not look back into your eyes and acknowledged you there and when strangers didn't care when you were last picked or first despised I saw I noticed I felt with my heart and my eyes I've been you I know you and why you stare deeply inside with vacant shadowy eyes do not mistake yourself nor forsake yourself you are not their lies you're one of a kind reach out your hand speak up to the skies hug yourself tightly then look into my eyes I see you yes, you-there. legal copyright for this poem 4:04AM PST time/date stamped December 18 2018 and also for this writer Melissa A Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World Dedication for those defeated, forgotten unacknowledged or lonely, especially in December or on your birthday this is for you. Vote for this poem |
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