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Back Burner

A Poem

By Evangeline MorningstarPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Back Burner
Photo by Michael Held on Unsplash

Back burner, Back burner,

oh how I hate you...

Yet here I sit, left and forgotten,

sitting back here with you.

To them I mean nothing.

Just a means to an end.

Left and forgotten,

after being used yet again.

Back burner, Back Burner,

How did I get here again.

I thought I was careful.

I thought I was kind.

Once again I was nothing.

Once again I wasn't loved the same.

I can't say I blame them...

Sometimes I really was "too much."

But I really did love them.

I only ever wished them best.

I did all I could to help them.

Cheered louder than all the rest.

Back Burner, Back Burner!

When is my turn?

When do I get to be front burner,

the well known favorite?

I want to be loved.

I want to be cherished.

I want real love.

I want my forever.

I've waited so long.

Hell it feels like forever.

I don't need a prince.

I don't even need a knight.

Back Burner, Back Burner!

I guess I'll keep you company,

while I just sit here,

waiting to be found...

sad poetry

About the Creator

Evangeline Morningstar

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