Behind glass

Behind glass

Screaming as loud as I can

But you don’t hear or see me

Surface vision is all you have

As I feel the collision of my feeling

With your painted over oblivion

There is only this ocean here

In which I am drowning

While I watch you frowning

At my antics

But as I go under

I realise

With a shattering grief

There will never be a day to come

When you

Truly see and hear

Me