Forgotten

Always remeber the one who was there during the hards times.

Forgotten

 

 

 

You’re the big man now

You’ve climbed to the top

The shows and the parties

You’re running nonstop

Enjoying this boat load of money you’ve brought in

I’m still here behind you

Or have you forgotten?

Do you remember the days

When no one believed

When you told them your plans

They clapped on their knees

The laughing, the teasing, the jokes that they got in

I believed in you

Or have you forgotten?

Sleeping in alleys

Because there was no rent

Dinner from trash cans

I remember that scent

You sat there and ate food that was surely half rotten

And I sat beside you

Or have you forgotten?

The drink and the drugs

To deal with depression

The hitting and slapping

Your abusive obsession

I withstood that treatment because I had bought in

I put up with your s**t

Or have you forgotten?

Your very first show

We were so excited

You choked on that stage

It was almost a riot

I tried to help you but instead got the backhand

Still I supported you

Or have you forgotten?

The drinks and the drugs

The parties and hookers

Gone for days at a time

Because of “show bookers”

I even put up with that tramp “niece” you brought in

I never once left you

Or have you forgotten?

You’re the big man now

You climbed to the top

The shows and the parties

You’re running nonstop

Enjoying this big pile of money you brought in

But I was there for the hard times

You must’ve forgotten

But soon times will slow down

The groupies will fade

The money will go

To the bills that need paid

And in the coldest lonely night at the end of December

I’ll be nowhere around

And then you’ll remember

Author's Note

this is my very first shot at poetry and I threw this together in like a half hour! let me know what you think!
Also I should point out that I am male but to me this just sounded better from a female's voice

Reviews

[Muse]

Some of my best work has been thrown together in less than an hour. So if this is your first poke at poetry, GREAT JOB! I'm poor at grammar but I did catch one typo:
The laughing, the teasing, the jokes that the got in
Did you mean the jokes that they got in?
To shorten the line maybe try the jokes they threw in?
Is this inspired from a personal experience? I believe I write better when writing from pain, depressing I know, but I can't write when I'm happy.

[Daydreamer54]

I totally agree that when some people get to the top, they forgot everybody and everything that helped get them there, but it's important to remeber where you came form so you will be humble and no matter how good u think u are, there is someone out there who's better than you. Great write! ^^

[A Risen Heroine.]

I really like this piece, don't ever forget the one who's always there.
Well done!
Thanks for sharing.

~A Fallen Heroine~

[Branch Isole]

Nice job on a first poem. You draw the reader along well.

[Lily Mae]

When poetry pours out as is ...I love it.. raw and true emotion.. great write for your first shot:) xx

[∂αʌ<..]

i think its a great job actually...
you should try poetry more!

[Rene Velez]

Timothy hats off, constructed very well, thought provoking, the things we take in the name of love, it sucks when the feeling isn't mutual, really good writing here.

[Butterfly Ninja :3]

i really liked it, and it's too bad that this happens often.
i liked the lines
To the bills that need paid

And in the coldest lonely night at the end of December

I’ll be nowhere around

And then you’ll remember

[silentpoet]

I relate to some not all but the point in general Yes I believe we all go through this atleats a few times in our life. I know I personally feel this way now for alot of reasons, in life we tend to have faith and believe in those when noone else does but as time past and things start to look up for those- they! seem to forget who was standing with hem when noone else was!! very nice poem..

[Ruth]

This is great love! Sometimes the best things are written in spontaneity! And free form type ways! This is so cool.....when we are no longer there, then they shall all remember! Strange how we can be forgotten, taken for granted whilst here! xx

[Enigma]

This was awe-some. I loved it. So beautiful in its simple remarks about how love can make you suffer at the hands for who you have the affection and how blind greed can make one so ignorant.
Beautifully written. For the first shot in poetry, it was a reamrkable attempt. Can't wait to read more from you. Keep it up.