Constantly disoriented
frozen whispers speak to me
A deep hunger
to be understood
An appetite
to be stirred by intimacy
No one cares
No one shows it
Efforts are fallen between
the cracks
No one hears me
No one listens
Distorted perception wakens
This is my canvas
Only a writer, a poet,
will gravitate to my words
To everyone else
I am not here
Invincible Verses 
These words. They are soul stirring.
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Thank you and it’s how I feel
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And I feel connected to this too.
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That’s good we feel the same
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It stores up a lot . The yearning the longing the loneliness all are so well portrayed.
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Yes – thank you for reading and commenting, very much appreciated 😊
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I love this. Just know that I think about you often ☺️ Keep writing and I’ll keep reading.
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Thank you.
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Do you really think no one cares? Or that people think you aren’t here?
I guess I might sound like Captain Obvious, but this sounds like depression, Braeden. I hope you’re okay
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Yes I’m okay, this is an old post.
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Oh I’m glad to hear it.
2017 has been a hard year, for a lot of people, it seems. I’ll be glad to kiss it goodbye myself 🙂
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Exactly but thanks for asking! 😉
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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The poem is gorgeous
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Thank you 😊
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Thanks
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How often I myself have felt this very way. I think a lot of us could say the same thing, so in this way, you nailed this one perfectly. I feel the melancholy and Truth in these words. So good.
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Thank you Tara! It means a lot
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A wonderfully expressed cry for help to be heard and to come out of permanent invisibility.
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Excellent insight! Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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wow.. loved it. and honestly, I feel like that a lot of times. I always expressed myself better in letters, in texts, its poems, and then I’ve had people not understand what I was trying to get across, they take things too literal. I’ve had people tell me that it’s rude to have this conversation in text and that it needs to be in person, and a part of me understands, but in person, verbally, I always felt I couldn’t get the emotions out. unless someone wrote as well, they wouldn’t get my poetry. and that always made me sad.
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I understand that perspective completely, some conversations though are meant to be conversed. Some are hard to convey in a text. But people who are “writers at heart” meaning they communicate better by writing, often times are misunderstood. You and I can relate on this. I get both sides and thank you so much for the great insight! You are not alone.
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