Forgotten not Forgiven

I forgive you not but you are forgotten

Tethered broken pieces  of glass scatter across the floor :
Your cracked reflections,
But not you.
Locked in momentary waves,
But lost in the ocean.

You are not forgiven, but forgotten.

Shadows that vanish with light shun upon,
Memories blackened when thought upon,
That's what you are :
Rusted silver ghost of past.

A joke, a commodity to inject pleasures
To your lifeless being, was what you presumed.
You are nothing but mudsand blurping for rescue,
Blind to its very self.

Your game and bouts of mocking laughter
Bells torments raging in me,
You are only hazy lines specked with crimson curses.

Forgotten but not forgiven.