I am slowly disappearing,
Less essence to what I am,
Since you don’t see me.

And I bump into strangers on purpose,
Just so they will glance,
And after time
Even they don’t notice.

My voice whispers in your ear,
And like a small bug
You shoo me away.

As I disappear a tear drops from my eye,
To land on your hand,
You look into the sky
And say it looks like rain,

So you go inside,
Locking me out,
Since you didn’t see me.

And I stand out here,
In the raindrops that are really my tears
And after awhile, even those are gone.


k.a.Stryker © 6:00pm July 20, 2001