My pet peeve
Being ignored by the ones I love

You ignore me
as if I don’t matter
I don’t exist
is it not like
splashing a blot of black ink
on a blank, white page of a new diary
I’m the scent of a fresh, new book
yet you tear down all my pages
you avoid locking eyes with me
as if I will swallow you whole
I’m not a monster
are you
© Dazzling Shene 2021. All rights reserved
Thank you for reading my poetry :) Thank you Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她) for publishing my poetry :)
