Invisibility is often called a
superpower
Yet from behind this wall I cower
I walk my hallways, sidewalks and streets
Stuck in my past and present defeats
This maze of intricacies is what I live
Knowing it is I, who I must forgive
But I shove this away as I seek affection
From the world that is a mirror reflection
Hoping to feel the grasp of acceptance
And be rid my shadow’s reflectance
If only to receive the blessing of
visibility
But alas I fear this is an impossibility
Which leaves me to cutting and crying
To see if the blood and tears are drying
If they make their mark on my dry paper
Or float with me in my invisible caper
Know not I what day shall come in life
When my life shall be ended by this knife
But until this blood dries or its
cut kills me
I will remain masked by my
invisibility