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May 2013
I sit and watch
And listen
As everyone
Around praises

I sit alone
And cold in
The plastic chair
Just watching

I am nothing
In this chair
The depths of
Me spilled for all to see

No one notices
No one actually sees
But me
Only I can see

The attention is not
On me but someone else
Who has more to
Say and greater than I

I just sit with the pain
In my chest
Hoping it'll all
Be over soon

It won't though
It never leaves
My constant consciousness
Won't let me be happy

The reality
Distorted
My anxiety
Magnified

I'm all alone
In this chair
My soul
Spilled on the floor
Marissa
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