Unappreciated, uncared for

Like a medal hanging up, rusted to dry

Like a trophy once received at finish line

Like an old ambition,

Like a children’s tale,

Like a tissue,

Like a song unheard,

Like a legend, unfinished story,

Like a cartridge all used up…

All madly quiet,

Uncared for

I lay down and hush my pain,

Lay down to sleep and fade my tears away.