He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.

Excerpts ~~ Numbness creeps into the very veins that refuse to speak for me And yet they still bleed With every puncture Every laceration Everything that is ever forged out of hiding abiding by crippling sensations ~~ Perpetual sadness It hurts And quite frankly I've found no remedy No solution to end my enemy No bandage to my wounds I know I've been sitting in this tub too long because my fingers and toes are pruned ~~ Highest ranks #1 in poem collection (8/14/2018) #1 rhyming (8/16/2018) #1 in poetry (8/16/2018) #1 in my poems (8/16/2018) #2 in spoken word poetry(8/20/2018) I can't believe it! xoxo Generally discusses the problematic life of a teen, and the feelings and experiences that arise when growing up, some stronger than others. WARNING ⚠️ Depression and suicide may be mentioned.