unseen

deeply felt emotions in the form of verses

Unseen

a string of hope — to be rightly loved —
clings to her heart.
but she has never been an option:
not to be a daughter,
not to be a friend,
not to be the one who stays until the end.

she wished, over clouds,
for affection.
but not even the universe tried to console her —
a truth too known to be denied.

her string of hope
now frays beneath
the sharp scissors from her back.

still,
she gazes at the sky
and moon
for something
as small as being seen.

at least.
will her wish
be answered —
or buried with her,
left to decay
and go
forever unseen?

inked by Sitaara Seraphina