Entreaty
Posted: Fri May 06, 2016 11:20 am
Entreaty Wendy Seddon © August 2014
No-one can SEE me
I am non-descript.
Eyes don’t focus on ME
Glances can’t take me in
as if I am part
of the atmosphere
I BREATHE.
Souls don’t TOUCH mine
I am an isthmus
Society and ME
connected by a thin strand
which I continue
to clutch white knuckled
hoping to FEEL included.
Constantly I HEAR the buzz
of an exclusive world,
not shunning ME
but indifferent.
Secretly I am afraid,
to shed anonymity -
would it even MATTER
I have a deep RESPECT
for those people
who unlike ME
live in self-assurance
I’M so determined however,
no matter what,
to keep TRYING.
days pass one by ONE
slowly, hesitantly,
I side STEP decision
I know there are
only TWO choices -
cope or not cope at all.
I take a STEP.
Take it STEADY,
I feel my way,
hanging ON for dear life,
diligently avoiding
THE jagged ruts
scarring my path.
Loose the REINS of control
I will WEAR
less chains, add no more
bricks to A wall
already too high.
Fein a BRAVE countenance
that will deceive even myself
so I can FACE the future.
NOURISH me with
recognition.
Give me A platform
from which to launch
a FLEDGLING
and still delicate
CONFIDENCE.
I struggle to FOCUS on
being hopeful,
focus ON staying buoyant.
My goal frustratingly
ILLUSIVE but not
unattainable –
My dream of NORMALITY
No-one can SEE me
I am non-descript.
Eyes don’t focus on ME
Glances can’t take me in
as if I am part
of the atmosphere
I BREATHE.
Souls don’t TOUCH mine
I am an isthmus
Society and ME
connected by a thin strand
which I continue
to clutch white knuckled
hoping to FEEL included.
Constantly I HEAR the buzz
of an exclusive world,
not shunning ME
but indifferent.
Secretly I am afraid,
to shed anonymity -
would it even MATTER
I have a deep RESPECT
for those people
who unlike ME
live in self-assurance
I’M so determined however,
no matter what,
to keep TRYING.
days pass one by ONE
slowly, hesitantly,
I side STEP decision
I know there are
only TWO choices -
cope or not cope at all.
I take a STEP.
Take it STEADY,
I feel my way,
hanging ON for dear life,
diligently avoiding
THE jagged ruts
scarring my path.
Loose the REINS of control
I will WEAR
less chains, add no more
bricks to A wall
already too high.
Fein a BRAVE countenance
that will deceive even myself
so I can FACE the future.
NOURISH me with
recognition.
Give me A platform
from which to launch
a FLEDGLING
and still delicate
CONFIDENCE.
I struggle to FOCUS on
being hopeful,
focus ON staying buoyant.
My goal frustratingly
ILLUSIVE but not
unattainable –
My dream of NORMALITY