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Can anybody see me?

Sprawled ... splayed ...

Bruised ... dazed ...

Driving rain and dying light

Cast a dull veil across my form

A cloying, clinging shroud

Makes secret from the passersby

The world's clawed and gouged signature

in my flesh

in my heart

in my soul

Can anybody see me?

The streets are dark

Bare and lifeless, and yet

A life glow flickers dimly

Not from the skyscraper

Nor from the steeple

But from the doorway

The darkened doorway

In which I lay

Sprawled ... splayed ...

Bruised ... dazed ...

But destined soon to rise

And be seen once more.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is for a very dear friend who has long remained unseen by the world, to its own great loss.

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Rebekah's picture

this reminds me of Emily Dickinson. though some disagree, many consider her one of the most affluent writers of all time. and yet she went almost her entire life living in the four walls of her bedroom hidden away from anyone who could tell her how amazing she was.

AT last to be identified!
At last, the lamps upon thy side,
The rest of life to see!
Past midnight, past the morning star!
Past sunrise! Ah! what leagues there are
Between our feet and day!

though she penned these words, she was actually only "identified" by two or three in her whole life. if i had the oppurtunity to get inside the mind of an amazing thinker as she, i would have snatched it. but she hid herself so well, no one ever knew. it just goes to show, all have worth. even those that refuse to show it to the world. and especially those that think no one see them. i had a friend once, who had the most amazing mind i ever knew. and unfortunately i think he went his whole life thinking that i was one of the only people that knew about it.

daniel, well written!!! i really like this poem!
-bex

Rachael Glass's picture

i love blackmail... dontya thrive on it dannyboy??.. my widdle spunky monkey??... i love it munchkin... when i read it i read my thoughts... my heart... i did some screen staring... some naval gazing.. some contemplating... maybe if someone can se me as you do there may be some hope?... there may be some real life out there.. there may even be...

Venus's picture

Very deep and intense, id like to find out the reason that makes you write. Is it based on feelings fears etc.
I like it.

Paradox's picture

Very nice, though it's quite sad, it makes me feel happy.

Lexxy's picture

Thank you Daniel. Despite what you say, you are an excellent writer and I enjoy reading what you have to say because (even when you're not rhyming) you seem to put it so eloquently. Love ya big bro, take care.

Amber Nicole Chambers's picture

Wow....it hurts so bad! Very discriptive tho. I like it. almost made me cry!
niky

Kira's picture

Haunting....a very sorrowfilled painful cry that has a Mr. Cellophane quality behind it. You're quite excellent at conveying feeling through your words, Daniel...

Allison Wise's picture

Boo Bear....this really good...i like it...you can really feel what the subject is going through. And i like that there is still hope to be seen, what litte of it they have left, they still have determination to conquer the evil things in their life with that hope. awesome!!!

Patty's picture

You are heavenly tears Mr. Stowers. thank you... PEB 3/29/05