Unwanted and Unseen
Jul 10, 2017 · 1 min read

A poem about discarded sins that we keep secret, even from ourselves.
These halls are silent
Not even whispers live here
Only forgotten memories of
Life’s unwanted and unseen.
Dirty little secrets
Hidden — left behind
Hoping no one will find them
— discarded.
Like a child’s toy that
Has lost its newness
No longer needed
Never really wanted.
Rag dolls torn apart
Left by the side of the road
Like litter — everyone does it
One more won’t matter.
We toss what we don’t want
Hoping it lands where it should
Not looking back
To see if it did.
Left to be forgotten
Like dirty laundry
Only remembered when
Once again — needed.

