troubled by crushing blows,
of disbelief and utter disapointment;
literally i am quite the sight.
this mess of me,
broken-ego, wounded heart,unforseen
disappointment is the color of coffee-stained,broken edged
teeth, shadowed by chipping lipstick,
the color of imperfection but
i never claimedto be anything other…
than what i am/what i am not.
i just don’t get why people,
“follow” my blog or “like” it-
but when i just ask for one or two-
pieces of feedback?
nobody ever answers.
i feel like i am shouting into the vast ;
blacken pit of the internet,
and there are no real people there,
real folks talk the talk,
real folks walk the walk,
real folks do not “pretend to be nice”
just because it’s much too embrassing,
to have a God-honest-opinion,
I wrote yesterday, about asking for a
small favor-just a wee response on
how a website looked, 6 people clicked “like”
but nobody answered me at all….
no feedback-what so ever…
i want so much for this blog to be much more interactive,
where people may be brave enough,
not only to “like” something, just a click away-
but instead leave me a real folk comment,
a sentence on why or what made you like it?
Or if you think i suck, that’s ok too-please tell me,
so I know….
i’m graping at straws,
quite literally here.
Whats good about having a blog,
if no-one ever gives an feedback of
any shape or kind?
Did i ask too much?
I’m sorry, if i did.
I never thought we were friends ,
but, perhaps my mistake was thinking,
you were a friend to the written words,
these blood,sweat and tears,
i post pieces and fragments of my soul,
here all the time.
is anybody out there?
is anyone listening?
does anyone even read this stuff?
or do i just buzz by,
like another annoying blogger fly?