Day 26 of #OctPoWriMo
Prompt: Abandonment
Type: Epitaph
Type: Epitaph
Disappearing Act
I know I've used this photo before, But it depicts everything within this poem. The mysterious hand that does disappear and the phone. |
What happened to me was terrifying,
Left all alone, in that moment, crying,
Would stand up, and fall back down, I kept trying,
Here I am today, and I am standing.
Before I knew it I was all alone,
Left to just wait by my phone,
Just disappeared on me, I should have known,
But now do you see how much we have grown?
Don't pull a disappearing act.
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