Emily Marks Poet I do not know?

Ghost

Can’t you see?
When you shove past me
In your eyes
For a moment
I don’t exist
Drowning in a mist 
Of oblivion

It’s a crime
To witness
You having a jolly time
Having a toast
To life

Once again
Ignore my presence
Continue to
Walk through me
As though I’m a despondent ghost

This occurs with such frequency
Think I’m numb to the pain?
No damnit, I have feelings
I’m somebody too!

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Hilda Greenhough September 22, 2023 at 3:27 PM This poetry is present and thought-provoking. I enjoyed it.

Hilda Greenhough September 22, 2023 at 3:26 PM This poetry is present and thought-provoking. I enjoyed it.

Susan Jeavons January 27, 2019 at 10:48 PM Hi Emily, I see you and I loved your poem. I think many of us feel invisible sometimes. Just keep walking with your head held high. Blessings From Ohio, USA, Susan

Matthew Anish February 6, 2012 at 2:35 PM What a "ghostly" tale. Peace & Love from NYC Matthew Anish