Sunday, June 11, 2006

Invisible

I sit alone, invisible
A shadow glooming everywhere
A whisper in the howling wind
A hole of pity and despair

I sit alone, invisible
No one really knows me
Just a face without a name
A ghost on a silent sea

I sit alone, invisible
Never to be known
A blade of grass in an endless field
Never to be grown

I sit alone, invisible
To small to count for anything
Just a voice to soft to hear
An angel without wings

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"a blade of grass...". that is very nice line.