Do they see

Todays another bad day for me...Trying to let out the pain.

She turns

And walks away.

But,

Still she feels their,

Stares.

Pointing at her tattered clothing,

Laughing and holding their noses,

Talking of her tangled hair.

People,

So shallow and ignorant.

They only see,

What is right in front

Of them.

But,

Do they see her cry

Herself to sleep every night?

No.

Do they see the scars

And bruises,

Hidden under her clothes?

No.

Do they see her hidden pain?

No.

They laugh,

Laugh and taunt her.

She hears them,

Hears them day and night,

Along with her screams.

Today,

There was no one to taunt.

Tomorrow their will be no one,

No one to laugh at.

Next week,

There will be no one to smell.

For last night,

She was found dead.

Broken neck,

They said.

Fell down the stairs,

They said.

But,

She was pushed,

pushed after years of beatings.

Did they notice?

No.

Did they realize her life

Was spent in hell?

No.

Reviews

[jesserose99]

this is an amazing work of art. absolutely blown away, brings me to tears really does...so well expressed. beautiful work.

[potato]

thank you very much....

[Minecrafter2098]

This is a terrific poem. I enjoyed it a lot! It's quite relatable and understandable.

Keep up the great writing! I hope to see more poems like this one from you very soon!

[MAC]

a terrific write about what amounts to bullying and ignorance. one of my favorite books ("The Little Prince" has an amazing line in it.

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

[hanir]

Pain exists. But people around are just so blind not to see. Nicely written.

[youngkingkwan]

I agree with Misery this is very raw. Real.

[Misery]

Raw as a scraped knee, real as a paper cut.
Perhaps they are all too afraid to see because reality reminds them of their own vulnerability.
This poem is a superb bit of inspiration, dear poet.