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Aug 2014
So this is what it's like to wake up invisible to the world. Irrelevant to life. This is what it feels like to not have one single soul care to see whether you are dead or alive. This, is what it is like. Ya know, some things are just how we'd expect them to be. It feels empty. It feels like I'm numb to everything, nothing could take away this feeling. People don't see that you are sad, depressed, alone. You could say those exact words to their faces and they still wouldn't get the picture. Maybe they're oblivious to what's starring them in the face. Maybe they do see you, they do see what you're going through, what you're saying.. They just don't know what to do about it. They don't want to cause more harm than good. They want to help, but they don't now how. Maybe.. Right? There's hope, they say...a chance. But who really believes in chances..
Written 7.29.14
Em
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Em  Lost Vegas, Nevada
(Lost Vegas, Nevada)   
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