A prisoner of my own story
Can anybody hear me?
Can you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
Please come as fast as you can;
I’m sinking fast.
I’m right here!
Can’t you see?
Have I given you so much of me
That you no longer see me?
Am I invisible now that you have all I was willing to give?
Have I become nothing but grains of sand
For you to step all over?
The one that is always there for you
My shadow lingers right there in the back
You still don’t see?
Have you ever?
I’ve waited for so long for you to just think about me..
How did I not notice?
How did I let you make me into nought?
I’m still here!
I need you to hold me,
Take away all the anguish I cannot live with inside me.
I’m crying out,
I’m trying to tell you something.
I am the silhouette with hearing ears that you always see
But never make any effort to get near
I’m the wind that’s full of stories to be told
That you never listen to
I’m that silver of moonlight that you only use to get yourself home
I won’t even say that I’m here anymore…
I’ll just stay small again,
Ignore these uncomfortable little prickles that perk to life on my heart,
So that I’ll fit myself into small spaces;
Fold myself into hidden crevices
And ink myself onto this epistle of tears..
Being unnoticed has always been my talent anyways.
Sorry I’ve not posted anything in a while. I’ve written quite a number of poems and stuff but I just never had the will to post any of them. This is the lowest I’ve felt in so long. It feels like there’s a ton of weight on my chest.. I’ve been trying to get up and move and do the things that I used to but I just feel like I can’t. I’m working on it though, getting better… And I’ll probably post something else before the week runs out.
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