Poems and Poetry

Recede | A Poem by Guy Farmer

Thirty minutes away but
Unfathomably remote.
A vividly painful memory,
Times spent anxiously vying for
Approval, a pathetic dance for a
Morsel of affirmation.
Insatiable craving for attention
Heightened by ruthless
Absence of compassion.
In the distance all things
Recede as if they had
Never existed.

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