THE INVISIBLE MAN
poem by:
Fadrian Bartley
Written
on Jan 24, 2018
A prison of mine Bound in my own world Shackles of solitude Crowned my wounded feet Behind the thick wall of my bound The shadow of my cries Fed my own soul To evoke insanity Cheek bones hangs Proportionately, When laughter seclude For seldom reasons I go no further than My own prison door As nothing outside Was there for me Barefooted on the cold ground Of my mind Covered with tears pouring from My afflicted soul Being alone in this Sea of monotonous journey I kept floating Without a hand to pull me up
Tags: Sad, Humor, Depressing, Encouraging, Hope,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 24, 2018 at 10:57am
Solitude......
Christopher Russon
commented on Apr 13, 2020 at 7:08pm
Invisible so many who live alone.nicely written.
