Wednesday 30 November 2016

Invisible


Whispering. Subtle whispers.
But no one hears you.
You pick up a normal tone, it'll be alright.
No one hears you.
You raise your voice a bit now. Just a bit.
No one hears you.
You're screaming your lungs out,
Your lungs short of air,
Your face turning a bright red from the effort,
From the anger, and from the pain.
You're screaming,
But no one hears you.

And they turn towards you,
Towards you,
And they turn right away.

You're there, but invisible. 

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