invisible

<p>'invisible'</p> <p><br></p> <p>ghost haunting the halls</p> <p>so desperate are you</p> <p>to communicate with the living</p> <p>as they live lives</p> <p>pushing you deeper&nbsp;</p> <p>into the corners you inhabit.</p> <p><br></p> <p>across rooms you flit</p> <p>dismissed as mere shadow</p> <p>while all your cried anguish</p> <p>passed off as howling on the wind.</p> <p><br></p> <p>that great light of salvation&nbsp;</p> <p>shines just beyond your flailing hands</p> <p>yet you seek not rest</p> <p>only a greater want to tear open</p> <p>eyes sewn shut to your existence.</p> <p><br></p> <p>#barflypoet</p> <p>#josephapinto</p> <p>www.josephpinto.com&nbsp;</p> <p>© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.</p> <p>*</p> <p>Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted;</p> <p>all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted.</p> <p>*</p> <p>‘Scotch and Scars’ and ‘A Distilled Spirit’ in paperback and Kindle ebook at Amazon.</p> --- Support this podcast: <a href="https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support" rel="payment">https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support</a>