PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Invisible I am to a world of continuing busy lives. Not visible to just anyone I stay in my mornful cries. No one understands the way I walk this path. Passing by me not even flinching to notice my draft. Im falling down an inch with every step and soon I will reach the ground. Please take this hand before I go so low I will be no longer found. Pull me up to existence to where these people see these tear filled eyes. Show them the pain they put me through without noticing me it seems they are only lies. You are my only hope to be found in this life of breakdown. Like a lifeguard protecting people before they drown. With you by my side you are the only thing  that shall make me visible. For some reason to the rest of the world I am, yet still invisible.