I am at a loss to understand just what it is that you want
And though I found the trail growing cold ..I still reach out
Seeking some solice in silence , a reaction beyond indifference
Some mislaid hope lost and forgotten ,subjective through doubt
Aimed at my shadow as if I stand not as it's creator but victim
Built up by layers of effective collusion through back channels
Off color light shines brightly upon epitaphs yet to be penned
As if awaiting my memory  to be exiled into time and it's annels
Far back behind me I can hear whispering voices conspiring
To create marginalized prospects of progressive endurance
I am not seeking to lift up any banners or look into your soul
So in my process of passing through ,you seem to need assurance
That I will wander far beyond the memory of when I was here
Not even my shadow will be left behind as I pass on through
For no light seems to find me worthy of any illumination
As it seems I am invisible ,unseen and unadorned by even you

I may not know you ......I barely know me or so it sure seems
You sure as hell never knew me ,my pain ,my hopes or my dreams!