Completely Unseen

Completely Unseen

Anna Rohaly

I strove to be invisible

never seen by anyone.

Until one day I realized

that my goal was my reality.

I could say what I wanted

and do what I would without

facing disappointed frowns

or judgmental glances.

People never noticed

what I didn't want them to see

but they also didn't see

the very real me.

No one really saw the girl,

with tears behind her smile.

To them I had vanished

into nothing, completely unseen.

Not worth a passing notice

and so my goal reversed.

I need to be seen.

Even if it means

I'll have disapproval,

judgment, or rejection to face.

I will also hugged

on the days that I cry.

If I laugh or am sad

now I'll hear a reply.

Invisibility may have its perks

but I've learned that

melting into nothingness

really just hurts.

Reaching Out

           For P-J-R

The hurt in your eyes runs deep even though you try to smile. 

Don't hide the wounds sending your blood dripping to the ground.

Don't let the infection spread or morph your heart from red to black.

Friends' helping hands reach out to you through your heartbreak.

They want to ease your pain, so please let them near the wounds.

They will not faint at the sight of your blood but will stay with you.

Some day, you will be able to smile again, smile from the inside out.

The blood will clot and the scabs will fleck away until all that is left

is just the faint scar in your heart where her memory still fades.