Missing

Every day someone just pops out and never returns
It was out of character
Something must have happened
She left the keys in the ignition, her mobile on the seat
She hasn’t been seen since
It doesn’t make sense
Every day someone will just walk out the door and never return
They all have their reasons
Stress, money troubles, relationship breakdowns
For the loved ones left behind
Some never recover
Murder is always the first thought
Some return in time
Some return after several years
Some change identities and never return
Eighty percent of people who go missing have mental health issues
Teenagers make up the biggest numbers
The greatest tragedy in all of this is
The Police may find people after several years
The missing person will tell them they don’t want to be found
The loved ones never know this.

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

"Every day someone just pops out and never returns" such heart wrenching act to do, you wonder whatever makes one to do such an act of desertion? Are there any tell tale signs family neglected to notice? Running away from life is the ultimate act of desperation I guess. Your poem portrays the truth very painfully and when you read it again every time it feels more powerful than before.

[Paul Bell]

I suppose they all have their reasons.
Always the ones left behind.

[Mrudula Rani]

No reason can justify giving someone so much pain!