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Author: Nina Windia
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 10-01-06 - Updated: 10-01-06 - id:2255336

Voiceless

The loud buzz of voices

Senseless giggling and shrieking

A low fuzz shrouding my senses

Standing alone in this crowded corridor.

I open my mouth

To let silence pass through

The others take no notice

It seems I’m invisible after all.

I don’t have a voice

Because nobody listens

I’m not even here

Because nobody sees me.

Do I even have a purpose in this world?

I have friends

But they don’t listen either

Nobody listens.

I’m a ripple on a pond

Pulsing across shallow waters

Too insignificant for anyone to notice

It’s only a ripple- It’s only me.

Why do I have a voice

If no one wants to hear it?

Why am I here

If no one wants me?

The fuzz grows further

And the buzz flourishes

I’m waiting here in this crowded corridor, voiceless

Waiting for someone, anyone to see me.

-Digital Nina



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