Invisible.
Never seen always heard,
Always the outward rebel,
Always the inward insecure wreck.
Cast down among the fallen and the stricken,
I've come up wanting again in an other's eyes.
Pain and anger lash out,
Only proving the coy taunts in the darkness.
Hope is an illusion,
Pain and frustration a reality,
My mind instills confusion and self pity.
Lost i find myself often,
Searching for a fallen angel for my wretched soul.
Demons haunt my past,
Failure laps at my dragging heals,
Fatigue numbs the body,
Negativity rots the soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this one is a little hard to read...it kind of hits right where it hurts...you have left me thinking...nice one