Throes of Invisibility

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At the sound of the pain

Dripping my tears like rain

Sitting at the corner; cold

Keeping the genuine words untold


Without sunshine and without light

Always with the darkness of the night

Without hope and without voice

The past and the present were not my choice


I was dragged into this nightmare

A trap of narrow minds that don't care

Leaving footprints of petty war

That left invisible people limbless and more


There's no room for invisible like me

And I was one of the many

No space for having security

No chance for letting us set free


Misjudged and misplaced all the way

Stabbed behind my back all day

Not letting me fight the game

For insults and compliments were just the same


Thinking my blood and strength were empty

No one dares to worry

Seeing my skin turns black and blue

It hurts my body, tortures my soul; it's true


Our confidence was hushed

Deserved liberty was banished

So many called me freak

Hurt me so much, oh so quick


Those labels that they gave to me

Make them blind, to not see

They even couldn't hear when I shout

Couldn't understand what's inside me about


Over and over the throe replayed

The stiches of bullying stayed

Letting myinvisibility blamed

Leaving misery on my skins like blade


That was different, painful and such a bore

My soul was swollen and so sore

Fight or run? I couldn't pick

Only them could use the trick


The world is an evil and corrupt place

I'm part of it, I hide behind a face

Fear of tortures, fear of judgements, fear of fears too

Letting things happen, and not being true


Where do I begin? Where should I start?

Won't somebody help me? Have a heart.


Living alone is not so good

Unless you're hard and made of wood

Must take out that light bulb, it look so stark

Quick do it before it gets dark


But I couldn't depend on you

Let me forget everything and let go

Let me have wings, so I could fly

Fly I would, high in the sky


I will take a stand

Choice where in my hand

I'll remember and adore all those days

Show sweet, acceptable revenge in my own ways


There's so much why's and maybe's

But I have to do right and fight this

I'm strong enough to win a war

True enough to become more


I'll make a fresh start

For I've got a heart

Fear and scars will comefading

No more tears, no more crying


The time is right, it's on my clock

Oh blow it, that's a knock

Invisibles will stand and fight

Leaving the darkness of the night

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