Forgettable

By Recycled

The thing that hurts the most
Is that I am so forgettable to you
I am only space filler
The last choice

You’ll call, if no one else is home
But hang up when call waiting is activated
I ride in the trunk of your car
Because even the back seat is taken
I fill that tiny piece of your life
That needs dependability/assurance

I am the .1% of your life
That makes it 100% complete

I am the 5th chair in the orchestra of your life
Playing a supportive role
To those who mean something to you

Keeping me in an expendable role
Makes my position precarious
If I make demands
I will be denied forever
So I stay the bottom feeder
In the aquarium of your life
Quietly accepting what little you give me
Surviving on less than emotional minimum wage

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Published on Wednesday, December 20, 2006. Filed under: "Poetry"

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April 29th, 2014

Comments on "Forgettable"

On Tuesday, April 29, 2014, Phalanx (628) wrote:

We're all at the bottom to someone.
A former member wrote: This is really powerful. This poem really speaks to me, and I'm sure it does to others, of how painful a relationship like that can be. And the worst part? You always find yourself in a vicious cycle, finding yourself in a relationship like that over and over again. Thank you for expressing this so eloquently.
A former member wrote: crap! i don't have space >
A former member wrote: i had read this before and i loved it then.. and i still love it now. except this time, i'll remember to fave it lol.
On Thursday, December 28, 2006, CharlottesWeb (509) wrote:

Because I know this...I recognize it in too many ways...this poem infuriates me. Absolute anger. Gosh I miss you:(
On Thursday, December 21, 2006, missanthropic (26) wrote:

wow! the last pair of lines resonate with such ardor. fantastic!!!
On Wednesday, December 20, 2006, LOKI (161) wrote:

*speecless*Good write .I enjoyed