The Forgotten..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

in the midst of your
loneliness
in this journey of
depression, i can
understand why you have
to grab everything,

you grab a knife and
you bleed,
you take that last trip
and you worry,
you take a young man and
you are taken
advantaged of,

what makes you happy
is themost important thing

keep on grabbing and keep
on traveling, keep on loving
whatever it takes

all those important things
that you kept
lose their value,
all the education that you
took, those academic titles,
those luxuries,
what are they now?

loneliness eats you.
depression chokes you.


maybe, that is life after all.
after the building, comes next,
the destruction,
after the good things, comes next
all the bad ones,
after being born, for sure,
you know what comes next,

death and then you, the
forgotten.