Unwanted Poem by shannon wright

You used to capture me
in your arms and
hold my eyes hostage
until I told you
everything
that was wrong
each little detail
you cradled me
with concern
and I felt safe
now you are too busy
or distracted
or obtuse
to see me
the real me
the one I showed you
glimpses of
and now all I feel is
familiarity
of rejection
you can’t even see
the tears on my face
or maybe
self-preservation
has forced you
to look inward
and leave me
alone with myself
feeling unwanted
and at home.

1-10-08