Despondency is my eternal state;
I sit in company and yet alone
As life swirls around my dejected soul
And no one ever knows that I am here.
I sit in company and yet alone
I moan, I cry, and try to scream aloud
And no one ever knows that I am here.
I am present yet am invisible.
I moan, I cry, and try to scream aloud
For it makes me angry that I’m not heard.
I am present yet am invisible;
Damn! I am determined to here be known.
For it makes me angry that I am not heard;
Let me quick throw something that they can’t miss.
Damn! I am determined to here be known,
An isolated ghost enraged with life.
© 2024 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a response to Sparkle City Magic's (Medium.com) Mystical Adventure ~Week #6 prompt: Ghost.
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Comments1
A spot of dark humour from me - eh? where's this poem; can't see it; it's invisible! heehee.
Hope I've not put my big foot in it. I've been known to make crass comments occasionally, which could be taken as insensitive.
Bit like - I phoned the Samaritans but they were engaged! An awful joke there.
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