#attentionspanofagnat
My face is grave and unchanging
Like that of a marble statue
You attack me with your words
You scrutinize my flaws
Your voice devours my identity and shreds it
Your distain at what I am claws at my insecurities
You call me pathetic, you try to get a rise out of me
But I staring straight forward
Eyes open, yet unseeing
Ears hearing, but not listening
You scream my name
Over
And over
And over
I appear to be shrouded in darkness
Unreachable
Distant
Frozen in time
At last the echoes of my name snag my attention
I turn to you and speak
Did you say something?
Repost if your attention span (like mine) is too short for anyone's words to hurt you because you weren't listening ;P
Please comment! I love to read interpretations of my poetry or your thoughts on my work or on poetry itself as an art!
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 4:12 PM UTC