February 8, 2009
By Pakiangel25 SILVER, Briarwood, New York
Pakiangel25 SILVER, Briarwood, New York
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Attention is all they want
Those whispers sting me like a bee
Those harsh comments cut me like glass
A stone cold heart is just what they have
Pain is all they desire for others
Misery is coming upon me
Like a darkness before dawn
I hate the attention
I just want to be invisible
Others crave for it like a hungry child
I abhor being acknowledged
I just want to be left alone
Forever and ever
I want to be invisible like the dust in the air
I hope my words are crystal clear
Attention I cannot bare
I do not want to be seen
I want to shield behind those high mountains
I want conceal under the ruthless waves of the deep ocean
Sadden by those thoughts
Those dreadful images
I can't stand this anymore
I want to be gone like the wind into the blue like you

The author's comments:
My name is Hooria. Although my poems are at times dire I believe they help me show the part of me that no one has ever seen.

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