You Care?

Posted on May 7, 2011 | 6 Comments

 My selfish heart cries out to be heard
Caught in this cage like a trapped bird
Screaming aloud never to be heard
Too much to handle with spittle that slurred

You pack me off to the safe haven
Black circling birds looking like ravens
The asylum looks almost graven
Bugs you hear head needs to be shaven

Weekend morns are the visiting days
None show by noon we’re pushed away
Not to disturb the guests that pay
No one cares or reading any way..

© 2011 Michael Yost

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6 responses to “You Care?”

  1. Broken Sparkles | May 7, 2011 at 11:21 AM | Reply

    i like the rhymes …

    Like

  2. Bodhirose | May 7, 2011 at 12:58 PM | Reply

    Very sad topic–but very expressively written.

    Like

  3. Jamie Dedes | May 8, 2011 at 6:02 AM | Reply

    I’m not sure it selfish to want to be heard. Poignant poem.

    Mother’s Day is hard when Mom’s not around anymore.

    Like

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