Looking through a window

Looking through a window

A Poem by Empty Soul
"

This is what my life sometimes feels like...

"

I look around,

My friends play.

They don't notice my presence,

They don't know I'm there.

 

My hand against the window,

Cold, sharp, frozen.

It is nothing but nothing,

My hand against the window.

 

The laughing cries are muffled,

By the thick glass between us.

I don't need to hear them,

I can tell they're happier without me.

 

Silent tears tumble,

Though no one sees them fall.

To them, I am invisible,

A something that never belonged.

© 2012 Empty Soul


Author's Note

Empty Soul
Just when my life was getting better, I am slowly abandoned by all my friends.

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Added on February 4, 2012
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Empty Soul
Empty Soul

Milton Keynes, Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom



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