Thoughts are pending,
My tears are bending,
In their silent release.
No one sees me, no one looks.
My heart’s pounding,
And my fears arousing,
As the clock ticks.
No one sees me, no one looks.
Patience my child,
Soft, hesitant, mild,
And harsh truths.
No one sees me, no one looks.
Hope I forget,
Restless guilt won’t sit,
Wishing for freedom.
No one sees me, no one looks.
Standing and screaming,
Reaching out streaming,
Words into air.
No one sees me, no one looks.
I wish they’d care,
As my hair,
Falls into my face.
No one sees me, no one looks.
It’s a quiet fight,
If I break the mirror I might,
Just win.
No one sees me, no one looks.
Blood shattered, I stand,
Hand in hand,
With just myself.
No one sees me, no one looks.
© copyright by Heather Champion, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Invisible
Posted by Isabelle Lahaie at 6:20 PM
Labels: Heather Champion, Invisible, poetry
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