I just want to disappear, be invisible.
To not be seen nor heard.
Just bask in the sun,
Let the pain drain into the earth with the swirls of mist gather around me.
Let the now falling rain wash my face
Wash the mud that splatters my heart.
It drains from my pores and soils the earth.
All the sorrow, all the heartache.
Everything I have ever cried over is flowing into the earth beneath my feet.
Maybe a flower will grow there,
Maybe someone will see,
That I have existed, loved and lost and tried,
Maybe they will see my traces of life there.
For now I just want to be invisible.
(C) Tabatha Goughneour 2008