Invisible [by Trevor Michael Depugh]

Why does every one walk right by me, I am sittin here screaming.
Why does no one hear me, why don't they see me. 
I have done nothin wrong, I thought we were happy.
Why does a devil not deserve a angel, should we be happy.
I wish he was still here, I wish he was still near.
I yell for help and he can't come, I just want to have fun.
Why did he leave, Why did he go.
I just want him to show. I just stare at my wall.
Bad thoughts gather in my head, they whisper to me.
And then they tell me. they speak to me with such hate.
And such anger and pain, were did it come from.
Why won't they leave. just turn invisible like me. 
They have come to know my name; act like they are friends. 
But why me? Why do I get to hear them?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Dvorkis Avatar
December 26, 2009 at 4:52 PM
at any rate it is a very interesting poem. It seems like Trevor, or you, depending on if I underatand who the subject is or who the author of the poem is, well it feels like Trevor wants someone who abandoned him to come back. without this source of stability in his life, Trevor turns inward only to find these dark thoughts have been lurking there unnoticed and invisible, until he had no where left to turn for guidance.
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December 26, 2009 at 4:50 PM
personally I'd tell Trevor not to take so much stock on what the bad thoughts tell him. Society assumes people who are depressed must be having bad thoughts because of their unfortunate condition. It's actually the other way around, you become depressed when you have these bad thoughts, AND take them seriously. I should know, I've had them my whole life but only recently, 2 - 3 years ago, learned why I don't have to listen anymore. I thas a lot to do with where these thoughts really come from.
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December 25, 2009 at 4:25 PM
Interesting thoughts put to pen. Keep the pen flowing. Sara
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