Invisible girl, trapped in a Snow-Globe,
Show me the demons that walk by your side.
Please lift your veil of transparency
And let me walk in your field of madness.
I need to know what haunts your reverie;
Tell me the secrets that whisper in your ear.
If voices do haunt you let me be your ears.
I hope I know how to face this with you;
I may never understand your new way of life.
Your new identity is quite a change
From the girl I knew; the girl inside you,
The girl from the photographs on the wall.
So here you are; confined by these four walls;
Your enclosure, forever colorless and bare.
Days pass and you lie on their cold, hard bed
They’ve taken all sharp objects from you,
No one trusts you here-you can’t trust yourself;
And so you retreat, into your Snow-Globe.
Invisible girl, trapped in a Snow-Globe,
Let’s hold hands and walk on an autumn day.
The coloured leaves will serve as nature’s trail;
We’ll watch the sunset in the horizon.
Invisible girl, I need you out here.
Your mask of mania will not scare me.
Delirium has been unknown to me.
I know not what to tell you; what to say,
Except, that everything will be alright…
You’ve always helped me through arduous times.
Now it is my turn to look after you;
I will brush the hair from your eyes this time.
The doctors say you’ll be out in good time.
They will not tell me how you are doing.
So I wait, patiently and composed
I think of ways, to make you feel better;
One day, our smiles will slay your demons
Until that day, you must keep in mind:
When you’re lonely, hold your ear to the wall;
Pressed against your Snow-Globe, listen for me.
Give me the time and I will ease your mind.
(I promise) |
Submission Name: Invisible Girl
