wanting to fade

~ just wanting to share this feeling to you my friends...

Wanting to fade…

 

Sometimes I just wanted to fade

Out of sight, but just around

 

To hide and vanished

Or be erased momentarily

To feel my existence in a place

Like I belong

 

Hours, minutes, and seconds passed

The white walls grab me to blend in

To pretend that I am part of something

Other than being out of place

But the dark ribbon that lurks in my eyes

Sheds light of who I am

 

…tired!

 

Perhaps longing to belong,

  Awaits in the far door I fear to go… 

Author's Note

credits to the talented photographer : DavidSchermann

Reviews

[Fernando Dardón]

I guess we all could feel identified with this poem, somehow, no matter what.
There are times that we don't feel part of something, like we were "wanting to fade"
I do feel identified with it, 'cause sometime I felt this way. It was a time I hadn't find a way, haven't feel confortable where I was.
But times goes by, and I slowly found my way. I'm still not there, but I'm on the way. Finding interesting people, new experiences, bad ones, new places; have learned some things, and forgotten other things.
We use to fear going somewhere, 'cause going somewhere sometimes looks "dangerous", but what whe need to is that we actually need to go some direction to find someplace.
Maybe the ribbon that covers our eyes will never cover the light inside ourselves. I suppose that light will be there as long as we want to, as long as we pursue a dream...

[Pax]

Maybe the ribbon that covers our eyes will never cover the light inside ourselves. I suppose that light will be there as long as we want to, as long as we pursue a dream...

~ wow, I could have not said it better myself, thank you. Knowing this piece is like looking upon yourself and with that I am glad you could relate to its core meaning, core feelings. I am amaze on how you see this piece, I am grateful with that.

[Fernando Dardón]

Youre welcome!!! :-)

[Sami Khalil]

To hide and vanished(vanish)
Or be erased momentarily(feeling)
To feel my existence in a place
Like I belong

Hours, minutes, and seconds passed
The white walls grab me to blend in
To pretend that I am part of something"

Excellent...Long time no see or write. Hope all is well...:)..............

[Ees]

Nice work.
This poem is not something that I can identify with. I've never wanted to be invisible and I have never wanted to belong, I've also never really belonged anywhere either, but I never felt like I should... I inherited this really great, condescending trait... anyway...
this poem made me think and try to put myself somewhere where I could fade...
Great job!

[Pax]

condescending trait - I did try to searh in google what kind of trait this is, it is quite new to my ears and mind. And in my understanding on it, they are strong people who stand on their own right. deep within they are good people despite what people might say. Thank you so much my friend.

[Ees]

haha, I guess I ought to have been more clear with that. haha, we have this sort of family joke about strange traits that appear in our family, as though they are hereditary genes, being condescending, having delusions of grandeur, being able to tell a funny story, having oddly specific memories and of course, wearing fur coats at inappropriate times.

[Pax]

lol, good one... now that's the reall meaning to it :D, I like it.... now google confuses me on that one..hehe... very nice, I like that kind of family bonding. :)

[CoraZanini]

honestly,it's been a long time since I read something this good.nice job

[Pax]

thank you my friend, this is something I treasured and very closed to my heart. My soul speaks it's burden to this piece. I am grateful with your words...

[joshua deathdealer]

This is crucial write about reality. Stark and unforgiving. Brilliant.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

You write as if you are a wall hanging, or that your are transforming into a wall sculpture or an artefact in a room, also I think that you me ' I hide and have vanished' or ' I hide and vanish'? Regardless, this is a very clever write!

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Very creative piece and photo! I like to ponder about the topic of vanishing and "illusions", and simply can say: Don`t be afraid to go to the "far door"...maybe the treasure is hiding behind it for you! Maybe the new beginning is coming :) This poem reminds me so much of an expression "rootless tree", as if you want to belong somewhere, even to "someone", but the feeling of deep isolation keep you away..and your soul wander like a rootless tree...This sounds so painful, so real and honest, and as part of you.
-- when I was ..lets say "little" I was obsessed by feeling of my depression...it was fed from darkness and any dark spot inside me was its food! I was unable to go out from it, even the more I was in it, the less I was able to go out. And one day, with so many efforts, but just "forgotten", spilled in the air of the stream...I just realized, this feeling is created just from me, and invoked from me alone! I didn`t believe that, and after I never want to allow it to come again...Sadness is hard, and natural feeling, but when it repeats ..it can lead to illness of the spirit...I wish no one to be sad, no one to have reason for that.

:: nour ::
:: September-013 ::

[Frieda P]

Affecting read Pax, I feel your angst, I'm tired too--I feel you....but we never want you to fade. Well done my friend!

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Good job. I can feel your pain.