Invisible to all,
a shadow walking through the echoes of a crowded room
where laughter dances in the air
and eyes flicker past like whispers of wind
I am the ghost of unspoken words
a silhouette of longing
wrapped in the silence of my own existence
doomed to be alone
The walls pulse with connection
yet I remain untouched
a spectator in my own life
trapped in the glass box of my heart
Each smile feels like a distant star
twinkling in an indifferent sky
while I wander the labyrinth of solitude
seeking a hand that will never reach out
Here, the world swirls in vibrant hues
but I am painted in shades of gray
a canvas untouched, a story unfinished
lost in the folds of the everyday
What is love but a flicker
in the vastness of this emptiness
A fleeting glimpse of warmth
that evaporates before I can grasp it
And so I walk, unseen, unheard
a wanderer in the realm of the ordinary
dreaming of the day
when the veil will lift
and I will be more
than just a shadow
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Villainized
PuisiVillainized is a collection of poems that delves into my personal hell and the struggles I've faced. I am not the hero of my narrative; a minor side-character? Perhaps. The villain? Maybe. The interpretation is yours to decide.
