A Poet’s Qualm

You’re not blind.

I’m just invisible.

You see me. You know me…

But, I am invisible.

I’ve heard your voice put me down.

I thought I was forgiven.

I wasn’t.

That’s what hurt most of all.

Climbed the ladder of forgiveness just relive the fall.

A million things I hate about myself could never cloud out the ray that pierces me with your glance.

And you don’t even care.

So neither do I.

I’m scared, but I’m willing to die.

In fact, I’ve tried.

But life finds a way. We always will pay.

A debt paid in full by my torment each day.