The Unseen

Walls Paint peels in thin strips,

your side of the bed stays cold—

no knock at the door. Invisible Voices fill the room,

laughter breaks around your shape—

no one turns your way. Rejection Waves slap at the hull,

your name lost beneath the wind—

shore never answers. The Valley Fog settles in low,

your breath the only sound left—

even echoes fade.

Stares Chairs lined in a row,

eyes pass over where you sit—

nothing holds on you.

Stinger Palm held open wide,

soft wings tremble in your grip—

they only see sting. Rainbow Rain thins into light,

color bends beyond the field—

you step toward its edge.