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Invisible


Somehow your eyes of apathy never see. How can you stand on the outskirts of this agony And point, laughing, at the bleeding- Shining bright and smelling of pain before your face? How can you forget that I’m here when I’m screaming for you to listen? Am I invisible to you? You have no idea how much your silence hurts. It strips me of all emotion, and as I stand Baring my naked self to the world, Your unspoken hatred takes a beating On my already bruised and shattered soul. I’ve tried so hard to put it back together, But when I look in the mirror I see you. Your face. Your body. It speaks to me. Saying that I will be just like you. I will abandon those I “love”. I will amount to nothing and be a feather in the wind. But when I look away and back again I scream at it… at YOU That I would sooner die than become you. Sooner fall off the face of the earth, Never to be seen again. Sooner be invisible to everyone, All the while letting you hear my echoing cries of pain As I fall to my doom.
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