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Mar 2014
"Desire to be seen, to be known.....

Longing to be seen with eyes that see beyond the depthless veil

With a heart that sees ocean chasms, and not just surface waters.....

To distinguish self among the masses

I want to be seen.

I want to be known. I want to be needed, I want to be loved. Not for what I am... but for who I am.

Please see me.... please know me.....

Longing for this ...... yet afraid.

The voices are silent, and the screams are muted....

Only thoughts..... gestures without an interpreter.

Radio waves, with no speaker to transfer the signals.

Trapped inside this skin... looking out from within

From within walls that barricade me.... walls of fear.

Aware of everything... of every eye that watches me, of every ear that hears my voice.

So I blend in, a chameleon changing colors, desperate to hide.

Yet longing to be seen... longing to be KNOWN.

I want you to know me, but I am afraid.

Thoughts and feelings pounding to the surface, but unable to break through

Identity, self, life, trapped behind a wall of apprehension

This fear is my *******, this trepidation my yoke.

I want you to hear me.....

but when I need words the most, they become opaque... frightened and scattered by the thundering fear.

Like a flurry of birds scattering at the sound of an impending storm.

I want you to see me.....

but my confidence cowers... my head lowers, my eyes fall, I turn and walk away.

I hide in my mind again.... I seek shelter with my thoughts.

My own introspect only a temporary comfort.

I want you to hear me, to see me, to know me..... KNOW ME. Please know me. I want you to know me. Help me to break free.

See me. Hear me.....
Not with your eyes... not with your ears.... not like the world sees and hears.

but see me with your heart, and to hear me with your soul.

I am drowning in my own fear and self induced entrapment

Pull me free, pull me to the surface of this drowning pool...

Revive me, bring me back to life, breath air into my lungs......

I want to die, so I can be reborn. Die, and be stripped of this fear. I want to face death, so that this fear can finally perish with the ashes."
Lindsey Nicole Hughes
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