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Zywa Aug 3
I'm invisible

in the café, like a chair –


with an espresso.
Thinking on “Venice. The lion, the city and the water” (“Venetië. De leeuw, de stad en het water”, 2019, Cees Nooteboom)

Collection "Foghorn"
noren Dec 2018
In the foggy mirror
of a thought,
the invisibility
of a vague
dilemma reflects
You ignore me
I still try to talk to you
You never answer
I continue to call
You treat me as if I do not exist
I want to be invisible
The film starts at my fingertips, and slowly slides up to my elbows, past my shoulders, and finally covering my entire face.
The liquid begins to glide down the front of my chest, then speeding down past my waist.
By the time it reaches my knees, I have lost all memory and all feelings
I have nothing.
And when it completely covers me from head to toe, I stay frozen, stationary
Distant from being alive
No one can see me
I am invisible
rebecca Aug 2018
Invisibility isn’t a super power.
It’s a state of being.
It’s being asked if you’re new,
halfway through the school year.
Its sitting by yourself
on the ground, in the hall
during lunch.
Watching group, after group, walk by,
not even noticing you there.
It’s seeing everything,
being everywhere,
but not being seen.
Not truly being there.
No, invisibility isn’t a super power.
rebecca Jul 2018
Sometimes I’d rather be invisible
than be ****** in the spotlight.
No one expects the world,
when you’re living in your own.
So sometimes I’d rather be invisible,
then be noticed. Known.
Lily Mar 2018
Why do I feel so alone?
Why do I feel like no one understands me?
Why do I feel like no one knows I’m here?
Like I could just disappear and no one would know?
I feel changed, yet
No one notices.
I feel different, yet
No one cares.
I feel numb, yet
No one perceives it.
I open up, but you don’t hear.
I show you my feelings, but you don’t see.
Why do I feel so alone?
Why do I feel like no one understands me?
Why do I feel like no one knows I’m here?
Like I could just disappear and no one would know?
Maybe it’s because I’ve already disappeared.
Maybe I’m
Invisible.
LuciaManifesto Jan 2018
I yearn for Silence every day,
Otherwise brimming with the noise
Of all those expectations.

How euphoric it is to sit in quiet,
With my tea cup,
The stack of letters laying ignored to my left,
And be in that liberating solitude.

To watch the wind rustle through the rosemary *** on the porch,
And be utterly nothing
But myself.

There is no pantomime in the stillness,
No role to play in tranquility.
Shirk your persona!
Unshackle that heavy façade!
In the darkness we all release that sigh of relief,
Satisfied by the invisibility,

By the absence of another.
We are all ever our true selves in that wedge of silence
Cassandra Vale Jan 2018
I have been invisible before.
My thoughts and justifications were transparent.
All anyone could see were my actions;
the way I failed and stumbled,
and ran head first into doors that lead me down path after path of distraction.
At least they seemed like distractions,  
oh, but they become my destruction. 


I spent my time quietly imploding,
only to change my mind last minute,
and suddenly explode.
I changed my mind,
but my body stayed stock still.
I stood in front of the judges
and while my tongue was granite,
the urge to run from the podium had never been greater.

I wished to be invisible.
I wished to go to a dark corner of the room and finish my implosion.
Out of sight,
where I could hide and self destruct without a sound.

And then if,
or when,
I picked up the shrapnel,
I could re-join everyone on stage at graduation.

I could hold my head high
and with a smile,
pretend no one saw me crumble.
Nylee Dec 2017
All I want to be is visible
while remaining so well hidden
be in people's thoughts
they should feel my loss
when in my absence
in the least slightest effect.

If not then, who am I
why am I there, here?
what is it,why is it?
I've to try, no?
to feel someone's care
Should be seen in that hue of light
can't no longer have that blank side.

Why to leave a mark
and tarnish more the land
scratch surfaces
clean the way along
try hard to keep the balance
there for them and for me
away and be near
unnoticed and never be away
clear and to unclear
and have no one there.

It is lonely after a point of time
thinking I am wasting away
absent in life, living in debt
so concealed, I don't see myself
Arcassin B Jan 2017
by Arcassin Burnham



I don't understand why a guy like me is rejected by you for a guy that thinks
hes like some sort of big shot while having friends and drive a car while I
have nothing at all...
I don't understand why girls don't like me , I'm the type of guy that'll marry
you from fields to scenery,
But you just want a cool edgy dude with an attitude and makes you miserable,
and doesn't really care for your feelings,

i'll give you the joy and the rain at the same time sending signals of everything
that your ex wasn't and you thought he was going to be your husband,
so blinded by the truth of someone that would be sensitive to your
every need,
i was always there , since high school and when we had little feet,
why lord?
why won't any girl love me,
i am just a pawn in the love game while having fantasies
of intimacy?
lord please tell me..
will i grow old and alone in a house and just wait for my death
to hurry up and find me?
and the long distance stuff is just boring...
would i look back on the times that i did that
and it could be reassuring?
and my exes ignore me...
i didn't really see a future with them anyways so it really
shouldn't bother me..
and that's why,
I don't understand why a guy like me is rejected by you for a guy that thinks
hes like some sort of big shot while having friends and drive a car while I
have nothing at all...
I don't understand why girls don't like me , I'm the type of guy that'll marry
you from fields to scenery,
But you just want a cool edgy dude with an attitude and makes you miserable,
and doesn't really care for your feelings.
©ABPoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/01/why-wont-any-girl-love-me.html
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