~Esther Mitchell, 2012~

It’s so easy to be transparent,

To become completely see-through,

And fade into the background.

It’s so effortless,

This glide into obscurity,

This free-fall into anonymity.

It’s never hard to cease to matter,

To fade from memory and thought,

And become that spectre passing on the breeze.

Words without a voice,

Thoughts no one ever heard,

Unacknowledged, unrevealed,

A shade in the midnight spaces of the world.

This is my lot in life,

To be seen only when benefits another,

A fact not to be pitied or denied,

A simple truth I’ve at last accepted,

As my last lonely tears I’ve cried.


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