You Know Who You Are Poem by Scott Forster

You Know Who You Are



You sit there with laptop in hand
not replying to me
and giving me the silent treatment as you demand.

What the hell have I ever done
for you to throw me to the lions
and mark me out as no one

Abuse me
make me bleed
infect my mind
curse me with troubles

I'd rather be damned than ignored
you're pushing a thin wedge.

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Scott Forster

Scott Forster

Edinburgh, Scotland
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