Behind Closed Doors

Sometimes I wonder,

Behind closed doors,

If people would miss me,

Or just ignore.

Ignore the space I left behind,

Ignore that I was sometimes unkind.

The seat, now sitting all alone,

Where I once sat,

A veritable throne,

Now lays dead, dormant and dull,

While the worms eat away, 

Eat away at my skull.

But no one laments,

They all pretend.

Pretend we were friends

'Fore my miserable end.

While in the ground, I silently lay.

Blind to the actors of this sick, twisted play.

Their souls writhe in torment,

"Was it something I said?"

How cautious they become,

When one turns up dead.

But why should they miss me?

What reason to mourn?

When their hearts full of hatred,

Silently scorned.

I wasn't the prettiest, the thinnest, or best.

My days passed on by, most without zest.

I was not remarkable, 

Not my head, not my toes.

Not my arms nor my fingers,

My eyes nor my nose.

I was plain as could be,

Blended right in.

Represented no saint,

Yet committed no sin.

Then why, you might ask, 

Would I leave this life,

Not one that has ever 

Been brimming with strife.

My answer I am quick to say,

The reason I felt I must go away,

Because though my smile was wide, 

And laughter'd soon follow,

Inside I was dying,

My soul feeling hollow.

So I left this cruel world,

I left it behind.

If only for moments,

Within my own mind.

But sometimes I wonder,

Behind closed doors,

If people would miss me,

Or continue as before.

Reviews

[Shane Mohamed]

You've captured the essence of a depressed being quite well. I'm not sure if you were when you wrote it, but all in all Good piece. I appreciate the rhyme scheme. I am the kind of poet that likes my poems to rhyme. For me, if it doesn't rhyme, it isn't a poem.

To answer your question: they would miss you for sometime, but eventually, they will move on. You cannot be a pacifist and expect people to remember you. You have to leave a bold mark. I applaud you for your attempt. Thanks for sharing.

[Bookworm1223]

I actually was depressed when I wrote this. I appreciate that you like the meter. I usually have only one kind of pattern I use when writing poetry, but this just felt different. Glad you liked it :) Thanks for the review.

[Shane Mohamed]

you're welcome.

[Ashwin Thakur]

Theres no need to wonder about yourself
About death
Wondering is for those people who sits idle
But you wrote a wonderful poem
While being depressed
Great poem kudos:):):):)

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

I do like this rhythm and rhyme you have in this poem, it seems to flow smoothly throughout the whole piece. I often feel this way myself, if people would really miss me or if they care. I know I am not the only one that feels this way from time to time, and I am sure you have those that care about you. They may not know how to show it sometimes, that's how I look at it anyway.

Good Job

[Leviathus Fortes]

You can miss someone so dearly.

Yet the question "Do they think of me?" is always there to haunt you.