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The Invisible Returns
11-03-18
I crawled back through the doors
After an aeon of absenteeism,
And found nothing had changed;
I was still invisible and unnecessary.
People looked through me
As if I was incorporeal,
Greeting those around me,
But leaving me out
As if I didn't occupy the same space.
Few arms opened in welcoming hugs for me,
Few voices rose in warm salutation and welcome;
It seems I ceased to exist while I was away,
Just as I ceased to exist when I attended regularly.
I do not have the energy to fight for false friendships,
Or to force fake, feeble, fickle 'friends'
To notice me and pay attention.
I cannot fight to put myself at the centre of attention,
So I will shrink back
Against the wall this flower strayed from,
And whither under the scorching rays
Of disinterest and inattention.
I crawled through the doors today
After an aeon of absenteeism and being AWOL,
And found nothing had changed.
11-03-18
I crawled back through the doors
After an aeon of absenteeism,
And found nothing had changed;
I was still invisible and unnecessary.
People looked through me
As if I was incorporeal,
Greeting those around me,
But leaving me out
As if I didn't occupy the same space.
Few arms opened in welcoming hugs for me,
Few voices rose in warm salutation and welcome;
It seems I ceased to exist while I was away,
Just as I ceased to exist when I attended regularly.
I do not have the energy to fight for false friendships,
Or to force fake, feeble, fickle 'friends'
To notice me and pay attention.
I cannot fight to put myself at the centre of attention,
So I will shrink back
Against the wall this flower strayed from,
And whither under the scorching rays
Of disinterest and inattention.
I crawled through the doors today
After an aeon of absenteeism and being AWOL,
And found nothing had changed.
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So, went to church tonight for the first time in more than a year (friend was preaching, decided to go and listen because she is a wise, wise woman) and it was...yeah.
I had the overwhelming urge to cry (and actually a few tears escaped) from the moment I finished my tea and sat down and realised that nothing had changed since last I went. Had a blind moment of panic, so messaged my psycho, who was very impressed that I was brave enough to go.
I had the overwhelming urge to cry (and actually a few tears escaped) from the moment I finished my tea and sat down and realised that nothing had changed since last I went. Had a blind moment of panic, so messaged my psycho, who was very impressed that I was brave enough to go.
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I can identify with this very much.