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Please see me.
I won't beg.
I won't get down on my knees.
It's not a very big favor that I ask of you.
Please.
I'm tired of being invisible. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Apr 21, 2008    Reads: 105    Comments: 13    Likes: 8   


    I'm in a room full of people,

    And there you are, I see you.

    So many people and yet everybody walks by.

    Your eyes scan past me, avoiding my gaze.

    I scream,

    Yet you don't hear me.

    Nobody hears me.

    My voice rings out like a siren.

    It burns my ears and scathes my throat.

    But yet you still walk past me without a single word.

    I push you and wave my hands into your face.

    Yet you don't see me.

    Nobody sees me.

    Suffering in this invisible trap,

    I lay bloody and wounded on the ground.

    I'm breathing so hard and yet you aren't there.

    You're morphing me.

    You're turning me into someone that I don't want to be.

    All your time is put into my future.

    Do this, do that.

    What about what I want?

    My words don't reach your ears.

    I'm crying the tears that you've put into me,

    The ones that aren't for you.

    And there you are.

    I see you with him,

    Holding his hand, flirting continuously.

    I scream and cry, I try to get your attention.

    But you're too busy spending your time with him.

    I feel so alone, so torn away.

    I feel like you've ripped out my heart, and then you decide to just keep it.

    In that eternal hole I bleed.

    My hand is outstretched, my lips whispering your name.

    The silent wind carry the words to your ears.

    Yet you don't hear me.

    Nobody hears me.

    I wait for you, to tell you feelings.

    I stand in front of you, I cause a ruckus.

    Yet you don't see me.

    Nobody see's me.

    This pain inside of me builds up so much that now I'm on the bridge.

    I'm jumping,

    Falling,

    Hitting,

    Freezing,

    Drowning,

    Dying.

    I can't breathe, just like before.

    My lungs constrict,

    They close into little shrivels of nothing.

    I open my mouth to scream your name but it rushes in, the water.

    I'm so numb, as I have always been.

    You thought everything was ok.

    When I told you before, the reasons for my mistakes,

    I thought that maybe you understood.

    I thought that maybe it would all change.

    But my life has turned into embarrassment.

    It has turned into a living nightmare.

    Day after day I put on that mask.

    I put it on just for you, mom.

    And I wear it so that you won't see the pain,

    and so that nobody else will see the pain.

    Because even if I didn't wear that mask,

    You wouldn't see me anyway.


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Comments:

Really sad poem, Zoe :0... I'm torn from crying a thousand tears-- lol but it's beautiful^_^! I mean it's really sad that somewhere in this world-- this is really happening... It has happened... And it's terrible. But the way you described that feeling-- that longing to be seen by the mom as someone who actually exists-- really was portrayed gorgeously:)!

Yesterday I watched Gilmore Girls with my friend Hugs and Kisses-- part of season two... and this poem kind of reminds me of when Lorolei (I think that's how it's spelled) walks into her mom's home-- I hope you've seen this show 'cause otherwise this won't make much sense-- but anyway she walks in and starts screaming at her mom. She asks her mom why she never even seems to care and... this poem kind of reminded me of that argument... I don't know but this poem was really powerful. I like it a lot:)!

Lot's of special chocolate to you,

Ghiradelli Girl.

Posted: Apr 21, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks. Yeah it's really sad, and it hurts a lot. I just wish that I could take my own advice and talk about it. But I'm afraid that they won't listen. No I've only watched that show a couple times but it's fine, ha ha, it's good that it reminded you of those things. I'm really glad you liked it, and thanks for reading:D

very well done zoe! the pleading and longing to be seen can be felt by the reader. i felt for a moment i became part of this character and we were both reaching out together, waving our hands, but no one could see. it really pulled me in. loved it! :)

Posted: Apr 22, 2008

Author Comment:

YAY I'm so glad! Thanks so much Alice for reading, it meant a lot. I'm glad that you liked it and thanks so much for the wonderful comment! :D

Zoe, i see the sadness in your poem..
Sad, really sad poem.
Wishing it wasn't about true experiences..

Posted: Apr 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Me too, but you and this whole website help me feel better! Thanks for reading, and I'm glad you liked it:D

I have to commend your poem the expressions of sadness through your words is so sad yet so powerfull thanks for sharing....

Posted: Apr 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you so much! I'm really glad that you liked it, and thanks for reading:D

Ok I'm seriously like almost crying now. I know that sometimes you feel sorta like no one can here you and I feel like that a lot, I'm not sure if it's the same way or not but I feel like that a lot. And it sucks. Alright, that wasn't exactly the best advice in the world but that's what I think.

For me it's because I don't like telling people a lot. Like a talk a lot and I say a lot of stuff, but it's hard for me to tell people when I'm sad or when I need help. So maybe the problem for me isn't that they can't here me but I'm not saying anything.

Anyway, back to your poem, it was really, super good and I think that if you really are feeling depressed either watch Gilmore Girls (sorry, I'm sorta obsessed) or play sports. Ok, REALLY back to your poem, it was soooo unbelievably good and I can prove it. It wasn't exactly easy to put out to the world the paragraph above and you got me too. That's pretty damn good. Anyway, a hug from me to you ^_^

Posted: Apr 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Wow, thanks so much! And I see your point. It may not be that nobody can hear you it's just that your not saying anything. And sometimes that's my problem; sometimes it's not. But I'm really glad you liked it! It was hard for me to get out that poem so I know how you feel. Thanks so much again:D

Wow this is absolutely amazing your an amazing writer!

Posted: Apr 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh thank you! Ha Ha I'm so glad you liked it, and thanks for the fabulous comment:D

*tears* and *tears* and *more and more tears*....

Wordless, speechless, hurt and angry on the mom ....how could she not do justice to her own beautiful creation.....???

Zoe, my heart goes out to the poor kid...hope GOD will strengthen her soul......

Casted my vote with tears streaming down....lol

Posted: Apr 23, 2008

Author Comment:

Awwww ha ha I'm really happy you liked it! Thank you so much for reading Pratibha, your comments make me so happy:D

Lionheart
(not registered user)

The truth is we all need a mother or father figure in our lives... Its hard when we never have any free time to talk alone. Something always has to interrupt. Parents dont see life the way we do. Their excuse for certain negligence is; 'my parents never gave me as much freedom' or its that they refuse to hear your problems when they have so much of their own...
I HATE when my parents turned conversations around to say how much they have suffered for us... thats not how its supposed to be!!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP US NOT COMPLAIN!!!
They think that because we complain that we are not grateful for what they have done. Its our job to try to reach out, and if we look depressed and if we look worried its their job to approach us and ask whats rong and LISTEN. Its parents that dont let you speak out that are the problem. They will cut you short when you are trying to say something... its pathetic...
I guess thats how respect is lost... But we love them and that is exactly why we try to reach out to them... to hear our pain...
This was such a sad piece. It reminded me of so many things that have happened... truth is... i had many chances to let out everything... but i just never did... so i am classified as the one that needs to go to therapy because i hate life and i dont want anyone to help me... its not true... i just dont want anyone to worry... i dont want anyone else to start complaining when people put to much energy into helping me... thats what you get for having brothers and sisters...

Sorry..................... i have a lot to vent out... do you mind if i write a response-like piece for this... i would like to try writing my own silent scream...

... as usual a great piece... im just not in the best mood right now to write a better comment.... sorry.....

Posted: Apr 24, 2008

Author Comment:

Awww Lionheart what's wrong? Feel better please! I'm sad that your sad. But I completely understand what you're saying. My parents they help me with my cutting thing, and they do ask me what's wrong when I'm down. But that stupid mask that's plastered to my face takes over and all I can say is, "I'm fine". I had so many chances to speak too. I don't remember who said it, but someone said that it may not be that nobody listens, it may just be that we don't talk. My parents do that about my chores. I have to do EVERYTHING around the house cuz my sister is a lazy butt. And when I try to tell them that I don't want to do everything, they go on about how they had to go to work and earn all the money and get the food and cook the food and it's like, this is NOT what we're talking about!
And I don't mind at all when you write long comments. In fact, I like large comments like yours the most. I like how you give me your opinion. And please feel better:D *a thousand smile and a thousand hugs*

Wow.
just,
wow.

Posted: Apr 25, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. I appreciate the comment:D

wow. that was amazing babycakes, like i really have to say that anymore, you know i think you're amazing. but i'm being honest; you're a great writer.

Posted: May 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Awww thanks! Ha Ha I'm really glad you liked it, and your comments mean so much:D

Wow this is really sad but beatiful

Posted: Jul 12, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you so much:)

I'm speechless... It's like I heard the screams, and the waves... wow... it reached my heart. i swear im crying! =[ Gosh, ur poems are a masterpiece! =] and its a heartbreaking fact that its based on a true thing...

Posted: Aug 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh thank you! I'm so glad that you liked it that much:) I'm also glad it got a reaction out of you. Thanks so much again:D

Trustme
(not registered user)

nice and sad, sad, sad...

Posted: Nov 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks:)



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