In a world that spins without a pause,
I stand still, lost in its cause.
Watching faces pass me by,
Wondering why no one finds me,
The feeling that I'm out of place,
A puzzle piece without a trace.
I understand them, or so I try,
But in return, they pass me by.
Their laughter echoes, distant and free,
While I'm trapped in my own reverie.
I care for them, with every beat,
But do they see beneath the sheet?
A heart that bleeds for their every need,
Yet often goes unnoticed, indeed.
I reach out, hoping to connect,
But find myself in silent neglect.
Their walls stand tall, too high to breach,
While I remain within arm's reach.
I bare my soul, too open, perhaps,
While they keep theirs under wraps.
A dance of shadows, light, and shade,
But somehow, I'm the one betrayed.
Yet still, I stand, resilient and true,
In a world where they do fine without me, it's true.
But maybe someday, they'll come to see,
The worth in someone who cares so deep!
- Echo Ece
About the Creator
Echo Ece
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Comments (2)
Excellent poem that pins the bleeding empathetic soul down in a few very well procured sentences. Newly subscribed!
Heartwrenching poem, amazing work.