Leave Them In The Rearview

Close your eyes.

Relax.

Open your mind.

Allow it to wander back in time.

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When you reminisce, where do you go?

How far back do you rewind?

So many memories

Just there on the periphery.

Some crystalline, others blurred by the tarnish of time.

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Would you like a glimpse into mine?

I’m surrounded by strangers.

People I once thought were my family

Now, only a distant memory.

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I existed in their orbit,

Yet they never cared enough to know

The real me, no not even remotely.

I was at their beck and call.

So loyal, I always gave them my all.

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When I needed them?

They were all too busy,

Otherwise occupied.

No time to answer

Yet still expected me to come when called.

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No one was ever there for me.

In fact, they caused what would ultimately befall.

I was trapped in their world,

Weighted down with obligation.

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They, however, had no such reservation.

Turned their backs in a flash

Their only concern or motivation, cash.

What a welcome relief to finally tell them to just kiss my ass.

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Now they’re merely fading images in the rearview.

No longer a factor in my life

Nor will they be a detriment to my future.

I refuse to be bogged down beneath such strife.

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