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Snap Shots of Invisible

Poetry By: xthepaleshadowx
Poetry



This poem is part romance/part life story. Don't read this if you hate angst or the GLBTQ community.


Submitted:Jan 11, 2011    Reads: 42    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


click

a forlorn smile appears on the camera screen

click

her eyes are vacant, gone

click

people wonder where she is

smack

I'M RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF YOU, YOU MORONS, she thinks angrily

crack

people see the brick wall

crack

they wonder why it's cracking, crumbling

sob

the invisible girl curls in on herself

brood

black becomes her everything, her drug, her escape

blush

she finds a twin dark heart, her first unrequited love

tremble

just one simple glance from those dark, icy eyes makes her blood leap into flames

shake

the other girl never sees her admirer

gasp

she dies a bit every time that masculine female face turns away, frowning

tug

for the first time, the sharp metal pierces her skin

rip

depression and anger tear her inner life apart silently

vacant

the emptiness enters her gaze slowly

spread

blackness is consuming everything

twist

it doesn't do any good for her mind, which is already slipping away

hide

her secrets bury themselves good and deep

realize

sometimes she wakes up and painful facts leave their marks on her

tattoo

invisible girl's rightful place in life is tattooed all over her mistreated body

summoned

bridges and the lethal injection sweetly call to her

damned

the prize goes to her, for she's the Ms. Fucked Up of the Year

poisen

invisble, bitter, dead insides, fake personality

zombie

a smirk curls across her lips as she smoothly trudges away

inside

secretly, in her thoughts, she is cursing you to hell

laugh

you see, you're a total moron, with bad eyesight as well

truth

she's always been right there, waiting, part of the scenery

bump

until you made her snap

slash

all you hear is laughter in the darkness as she lopes away, happily pissed off

end

that's her....that's me

stop

so get some glasses and see me for the first time

smile

bruises, cuts, scars, lanky limbs, boys clothes and all

wink

I'M HERE.





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