Scream.
No one can hear you.
On top of that,
No one wants to.
Don’t you see they’ve
Turn their eyes on you?
Out of sight,
Out of mind.
You’re behind thick glass.
Strike it all you want.
You’ll never have anyone’s attention again.
Out of sight,
Out of mind.
You smash against the glass,
Blood pouring from your mouth.
Fists bloody.
You want to fight.
But something in you just
Wants to suffer.
So you let it.
Striking the glass again.
And again.
And again.
Until you hear a crack.
Until you watch someone turn
Towards the sound and
See you.
You think they see you,
But they really see right through you.
Like glass…
You’ve faded into a ghost.
No wonder everyone was seeing through you.
You’re a ghost.
A ghost trapped behind glass.
.Alyss.
11.14.13
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