Poetry: Being invisible - by Annabel Savage

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by Annabel Savage

Created on: October 07, 2007

Invisible

Invisible mother,
invisible wife,
oh why Lord why
won't you take my life?

Alone I sit it's Feb 10,
the kids are out visiting,
and so is my husband again.

I'm so invisible my birthday passed by,
I'm so invisible they don't see me cry.
I'm so invisible I'm always alone,
the only voice I hear ,
is TV or phone.

I'm so invisible I'm just a ghost,
but I'm also the one that loves them the most.
I understand now why people get depressed,
because they feel invisible and of no interest.

I want some attention I want to be seen,
not just for sex and not just to clean.
someday I promise I'll take my life,
this invisible mother,
this invisible wife.

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