Shadows of InvisibleA Poem by AMetaphoricalSoulAlone again No surprise And people talk to me But only about HIM Everyone sees me as a shadow They pay no mind If I sit in a chair Standing in a crowd Do I take up a seat? I fall If I lie in a bed I was pushed Is the bed occupied? And I see the suspect Standing there Looking right through me As if nothing had happened And I wasn’t even there No guilt or anything I truly am a shadow Invisible to everyone but myself I see people I know I am friendly with these people I watch them as they walk by I don’t exist to them They look in every direction but mine As if intentionally ignoring me Specifically insisting That I don’t exist That I am as unique As a brick on the wall Or a tile on the floor Especially a tile on the floor Because if I didn’t move out of the way They’d walk right over me I truly am invisible I wonder what would happen if I died © 2009 AMetaphoricalSoul |
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Added on January 17, 2009 Author
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