No Looking Back

sometimes I stand by
watching, staring, gazing
wondering if you ever notice
the pain in my eyes

passing by me
you look straight through
as if all I am
is a web of lies

the screams within
go unspoken
the words I speak
go unnoticed

the falling rain
envelopes me
drowning me
trying to make me forget

taking it all away
the pain and the glares
the screams and the stares
and me

Always

Sometimes I sit beside a piece of glass

as the wooden planks cross my face

gazing out to those that cannot sense

the shards that burrow beneath my flesh.

Sometimes I wonder who is staring back

questioning the things they might not see

never knowing if I’m really there

or just dissolving off in the distance.

Sometimes I sit there on my own

buried beneath the words and leaves

wondering when my chance will come

to escape the pressure upon my spine

Sometimes I wonder who can see

the pain that’s living deep within me

the weight intensifies throughout my core

as I hold my breath and wait to be alone again