Why am I invisible?
Why have I always been?
Why am I the thing to blame
for your life being empty
a hollow dream?
I try to be something you could love
learning to crave the pain you give
at least you know me then
I would hold back nothing you wanted
I would give you anything
if only you would love me
But you touch me only in pain
as if you fear any other touch
between us
Do you even know my name?
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© W.R.R. 10/21/1993
As Ashes Scatter 