You're Not Invisible
You're Not Invisible ::~
by SheaRyhai © 2011
Reach out..
Scream out..
Break out..
Fall out...
Don't give in - to doubt.
Listen, as I call out.
You're not as invisible as you think...
A ship's not invisible, till it sinks..
Heartache..
Mistakes..
Earthquake..
Remake...
If you think - you'll break.
Here's my hand, please take.
You're not as invisible as you think...
Ships don't become invisible till they sink..
The world is like an ocean
sometimes it's just too much.
But we can't see the ripples
until you touch...
Forgive..
and Forget..
Build Dreams..
Not Regret...
I almost titled this poem, Sinking Ships. Because that is the image that comes to mind when I hear about people who 'hurt' themselves because it seems like no one cares or notices them. They are sinking ships with the life boats attached. Wanting to be rescued by someone else or vanish from sight all together.
Please don't give up on your future. If you really need someone to talk to that badly I will listen, and if I can, I'll try to help.
by SheaRyhai © 2011
Reach out..
Scream out..
Break out..
Fall out...
Don't give in - to doubt.
Listen, as I call out.
You're not as invisible as you think...
A ship's not invisible, till it sinks..
Heartache..
Mistakes..
Earthquake..
Remake...
If you think - you'll break.
Here's my hand, please take.
You're not as invisible as you think...
Ships don't become invisible till they sink..
The world is like an ocean
sometimes it's just too much.
But we can't see the ripples
until you touch...
Forgive..
and Forget..
Build Dreams..
Not Regret...
I almost titled this poem, Sinking Ships. Because that is the image that comes to mind when I hear about people who 'hurt' themselves because it seems like no one cares or notices them. They are sinking ships with the life boats attached. Wanting to be rescued by someone else or vanish from sight all together.
Please don't give up on your future. If you really need someone to talk to that badly I will listen, and if I can, I'll try to help.
♠ ♠ ♠
© 5/15/2011 by SheaRyhaiI thought I'd explain the point of this poem for a change. I'm not sure what I read that got the idea stuck in my mind, but a lot of people feel like their invisible. And because they feel invisible, they also feel like they have no worth. This is far from true, no matter what anyone tells you.
If you feel invisible do something about it. And I don't mean do something stupid, reckless, or dangerous to get attention. Be yourself but reach out. Show people the things you like, what you enjoy doing, especially your friends. Any real friend will support your goals and dreams. If its writing share more of it to your friends. If its art do the same. Whatever it is, there is no reason to hide away the part of yourself that makes you happy. Your happiness or misery will become the ripples that affect people around you. Those ripples are never invisible.