No common ground

Everywhere I look there are no eyes upon me,
look to my flesh but they do not see me,
and I can only endure my invisible pains,
or to the black guide I will flee.
My heart aches in the over looks,
my brain squeezes the inside of my
skull

feeling hot and twitchy,
ready to pounce on a wrong word,
with no attention how can I connect?
relieve my woes and thoughts,
and empty myself unto ready ears.

I fear I am the second big bang.
Black fills me and a speck yells out,
“i am here.”
in time I will erupt but this is no
history repetition .

Life will not begin but trace its steps,
leaving empty shocks and cries.
I feel like those fallen angels,
the first and last fall they took,
looking up and feeling out of place.

I think of the hopes that may come,
slowing my beat due to shock,
I fear for what my map says,
leading closer to that big red X,
representing a treasure or my end.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Chris]

It started rough but soon caught up to where it needed to be. The end spoke well.

[Gothic Girl]

great imagery! very deep. the POV also worked greatly since it added a more personal touch to the poem. from start to end, I followed your poem. the flow is great. I paid attention the whole time I was reading it. great job!