Invisible

Invisible
I had to speak louder
Repeat myself five times 
And wait ten minutes 
Just for one sentence to be heard

No one noticed when I slipped 
into a deep pool of depression
Until I was hit in the arm
I cried out in pain
Said nothing was wrong
Trying to hide it in vain

They sat me down
Removed my sleeves
And I got attention
For the little red cuts 
I promised I'd stop
And again
Invisible

Invisible 
I had to speak loud
Repeat myself over and over
In hopes that I would be heard

No one noticed when I reached out
Reached out to the world
Trusted a boy
And got so very hurt
One night
In the dark

He sat me down
Passed it around
Provoking me with his charms
And dangerous smile
And then alone
......I didn't know
Until it was too late
And then
Invisible

Invisible 
I stopped speaking up
My words I didn't repeat
In hopes that they wouldn't realize

Each day I hid
Behind a smile
Each lie survived
Behind cold eyes
Each memory burned
Embers hot into my mind

At night I cried silently 
Afraid to go to sleep
Terrified of my secret dreams
Saw him every where
Never been so scared
Cried always 
And still
Invisible

Invisible 
I drew inside
There I cried
Haunted by burning memories 
Parents to never know
Their child deceived
Siblings and peers believing lies
And glare with hate-filled eyes
Never trust a boy
Not to hurt you

Cast out 
So hurt
I only wanted love
Just a hug
Not this abuse
Which left my mind bruised
And again
Invisible

Invisible
Mommy wont know
Daddy wont be told
Go ahead, don't believe
Say I'm lying
But you, my so called friend
Weren't trapped beneath that man
Unable to scream
Unable to make him stop
Unable to call the cops
The drugs, weren't in your system
And you weren't there that night
Invisible

Always Invisible


(C) Jessica Trotter
This, I am bravely putting up, for everyone who has been through something like this.
Unfortunately, I am one of those people. My parents will never ever know, and I'll never
report it, nor share this guys name, that I still see sometimes. This is a true story. One
that haunts me all the time. I was 13 years old, when this 17 year old guy did this to me.
It took some time, but I'm better than I was, and I know that not all boys, guys, men or
who ever are like this. I know that there are good people, I just have to watch out for
those, who really aren't. Thank you for allowing me to share this.  Love, Jese
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Bordner Avatar
September 23, 2012 at 6:47 PM
Being invisible can compound the effects of our traumatic episodes, oddly, being forced to address our traumas repeatedly by ourselves can help us to cure the wounds more completely than if we had soothing counsel from friends our professionals - consequently, self analysis thats successful will also aid in effective recovery from future assualts, physical or emotional - I' so glad you found a way to conquer this tragedy Jay without be buried by cynicism - with respect & love - J.A.B. %
Robbins Aka Gonzo Avatar
June 10, 2010 at 6:09 AM
hello rain its been way to long my friend your always a great writter sorry i havent been around im back hope your doing well great job as always cheers my friend write me back let me know how ya are later your buddy John
Wisehart Avatar
June 10, 2009 at 11:28 AM
wow this is amaizng and very sad but i know how this feels and one day we will all get out of this pain.
Dvorkis Avatar
May 20, 2009 at 10:51 AM
oh god, that last verse made me nauseous. I'm glad you're in a better place now. I had a fling with little red cuts myself years ago. For me the hardest part was not talking about it but you seem to be communicating some dark stuff here. From my own experience, I could only ask that you not let this slip into the abyss of mental denial. That's where things get really strange. -Yoni
Matheny Avatar
May 5, 2009 at 7:08 PM
AMAZINGLY WRITTEN!!! I LOVE IT SOOO MUCH!!! I still cut myself and I have alot of things wrong with me if you want we could message each other on here by clicking on the envelope on where you read my poems...I really admire you right now...soo much..Excellent write sweetie...
Orozco Avatar
May 4, 2009 at 8:47 PM
Oh my goodness... I'm so sorry- eduardo
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