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 Challenge: [Write a poem or short story about if you could become invisible.] if only i were invisible i'd come into your home i'd watch you with your children i'd watch you when you're alone heart broken and envious i'd watch you with your wife i'd dream it was me, not her that i was part of your life i'd cry a bit and leave you there no more could i take knowing it will never be next me that you'll wake if only i were invisible i'm not sure the good it would do i'd end up with lots of pain because there is no me and you so i'll watch from a distance your happy family life you with your children and you with your wife i will accept the fact that you and i will never be but you'll never leave my heart you'll always be loved by me Written By: Litha Sonner If I were invisible, I would travel from home to home and sneak in and see what goes on behind closed doors. I always was curious how other people lived. If I were invisible, I would walk the woods at night, never fearing being harmed as no one would see me, and I would peek in at all the animals as they slept. If I were invisible, I would sneak up people and tap them on the shoulder and watch as they turned around to see who is there, then I would tap the other. If I were invisible, I would get in an elevator with a man and woman and as we go up I would say outloud 'hey man, your butt is cute' and watch as he blushed. If I were invisible I would sneak in homes where children cried and comfort them at night as they faught a pain filled sleep and say I love you. If I were invisible I would visit hospitals and sit hour after hour holding the hand of one who is dying all alone, and tell them its ok to let go. If I were invisible I could be free to cry and show fear and vulnerability, because no one would see it and only I would know how I felt. If I were invisible, my face could be free to express all things, and tears could run down my cheeks unchecked.. and I could finally let go and be me. But I am not invisible.. so here I sit...holding in many things for fear of burdening others, tears rarely fall, fears rarely showed, smiles always on my face. I am not invisible, so the face you see is the only one I can bear to show. I wish I were invisible, if only for one day. Written by Deena Marie Scott The entire contents of this site is copyrighted. Please do not use it without prior permission from the owner or author. |
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