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It looks inside ones soul and speaks to you.

Submitted: September 17, 2014

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Submitted: September 17, 2014






You can’t see me.

You can’t hear me.

You can’t touch me.

You can’t taste me.

You can’t even feel me if you tried.

Because I’m invisible

Invisible to the eye.


But I know all about you

I know your heart

The pain and the misery

That you caused.


I’ve seen the depression

That spreads rapidly like a virus.

How could you not have self-pity?

For all the wrong, you caused.


You robbed

You killed

You victimized so many,

But yet in all

You still have no self-pity.


One day it will catch up with you,

All the wrong you have done.

I tried to warn you on several occasions,

But you refused me.


So I took matters into my own hands

I stepped a side

And let you do

What you felt brave enough to do.


I put obstacles in your way

For you to go in the other direction.


I yelled and screamed

But you blocked me out

And would not listen.

I gave you chills

To warn you before a big mistake

You took it as no big surprise.


I placed odors before you

You took it down like water.

I convicted your mind,


But you still did what you wanted too

But yet in still

I remained invisible.

Now you’re all a lone

You have no one to talk to

I tried to warn you

But you failed to get the clue.


You had your chance

To make the right decisions

But you failed to listen

To your conscious


You should have listened

You would not be dead

If you followed the clues

That was before you

My friend.



Copyight © by Darlene Danaby 2014

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