Sometimes I Think That You Forgot About Me

Sometimes I don’t think
that I can live like this another day.
My recurring nightmares
cloud my days in a haze of gray.

Sometimes I don’t have feelings
in body parts that should be in motion.
I care not about unimportant actions
and for the things that are real I have no emotions.

Sometimes I don’t see the truth
when someone needs my total attention.
They don’t seem to understand
that my mind is weak of thoughtful retention.

Sometimes I don’t hear a single word
of a worthful meaningful conversation.
And my once proud attitude
is no longer up for a fight, or debation.

Sometimes I have no flare for taste
of any kind of news that have a happy conclusion.
And as I lay here in my crippled bed
I don’t know if you are here, or you’re just an illusion.

Sometimes I think I remember you
even though you haven’t come around for years.
Oh, I’m so sorry I think I have to close my eyes
before they swell in pity and much forgotten tears.

Yes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes!!!!!!!!!

Copyright © 2008 Oscarelizondo

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  • jomash
    jomashabout 6 years ago

    Beautiful sad poem Oscar. I hope you have a lovely day xxx

  • Thank you again for your comments. Sad, but in many scopes, very true. Sometimes we forget to visit someone or tell them how much we care until it is too late! We can go forward in life, but never back. I will have a nice day and I hope you do too.

    – oscarelizondo

  • Max Gatrell
    Max Gatrellabout 6 years ago

    Phenominal writing Oscar! What is real and what is not?
    pure Metaphysics…this is an incredible piece. Bravo


  • Thank you for your comments and I am glad you saw what I was trying to input. It really is a delicate thought to bring across and you made my day. You have one too, laters!

    – oscarelizondo

  • ManaMoon
    ManaMoonabout 6 years ago

    Alas there are a lot of sad and lonely people out there that nobody cares about. They once had active lives and stories to tell etched upon their faces. Very touching oscar

  • linmarie
    linmarieover 3 years ago

    never, ever will I forget about you,
    this was my letter back to you today, 12/02/2010
    about my image THE WATCHERS,
    well I WILL tell you my friend, you are always on my mind.
    peace and love linmarie

    Dear Oscar,
    Your letter reached me today about you gazing on an art piece that had an attached poem of meaning. You expressed your self so well dear friend, letting the artist know what this meant to you. Believe me it is every artists dream, painter, sketcher,writer, to feel their work grabbed someone in their heart, their soul and left them either speechless, or speech full!!

    So my dear friend from warmer climate than I , thank you for sharing your feelings with me on this very cold and windy day in my neck of the woods. Your words now have warmed my heart and soul knowing this touched you, you got it, it found a place in your life years.

    I end this letter too my Dear Oscar with this..
    Always know I am there in the whisper of the wind
    Watching your path along your lonely walk
    My face changes many times, as in
    Keeping my identity safe, but I am an angel
    And I will be at your side forever more.
    You will always recognize my voice
    Whether from the clouds or trees,
    My WATCH is to hold your hand
    to heal, gradually,
    so when you are ready
    steady and strong, ready to get along

    SONG SUNG BY linmarie
    peace and love my friend

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