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Invisible
It hurts..
Feeling really close to certain people,
to feeling like you mean nothing at all to them anymore.
Watching those you cared for just drift away from you..
No one really seems to care,
so I suppose it wouldn't particularly matter..
..if I killed my enemies within..
..it's okay, their just beneath my skin..
The only friend I feel close to anymore, is Zeke, my razor blade.
I look in the mirror,
I see nothing worthy.
I always feel so alone within their company.
It's hard to believe people that say you mean something, when they make you feel so invisible, and so replacable.
But it's okay,
because no one seems to really care about these new slices upon my wrists ..
I wonder, if anyone would notice..
if I just disappeared.
Probably not that likely,
since I'm so invisible..
Feeling really close to certain people,
to feeling like you mean nothing at all to them anymore.
Watching those you cared for just drift away from you..
No one really seems to care,
so I suppose it wouldn't particularly matter..
..if I killed my enemies within..
..it's okay, their just beneath my skin..
The only friend I feel close to anymore, is Zeke, my razor blade.
I look in the mirror,
I see nothing worthy.
I always feel so alone within their company.
It's hard to believe people that say you mean something, when they make you feel so invisible, and so replacable.
But it's okay,
because no one seems to really care about these new slices upon my wrists ..
I wonder, if anyone would notice..
if I just disappeared.
Probably not that likely,
since I'm so invisible..
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