I offered you a hand and I was right there to keep you strong, but you just never bothered, and now, you'll miss me, when I'm gone...
"I don't seek to highlight my absence, all I want, is you to know, someday when you realize how I felt, I just won't be here, and would be long gone..."
Great poem. I actually wrote a song called, "Long Gone."
It goes, "Now the clock is ticking by, I dried my eyes a thousand times, you said you'd always be there for me, but now that's all history...but now all I do is sit here alone, patiently waiting by the phone...but now...i'm LONG GONE...."
This sounds almost ghost-like when I read it in my head. I'm not sure if that description makes sense, but take it as a good thing. Simple words but you say quite a lot about the human condition. Sadly this is a story almost everyone is too familiar with. Good write, keep it up. 100/100
This I found kind of sad compared to so many of your other previous writings! A sense of offering someone assistance and being turned down perhaps? Definitely mysterious and seemingly personal.. I hope you find solace in the fact you offered such generosity.. which is a pretty big thing! I sensed alot of concern in this one.. hopefully the other realizes your intentions.. great outpouring!