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hidden

i'm hidden in plain sight.
i sit in class
crying,
screaming,
begging,
but help is unattainable. 

i listen,
i learn,
i give,
as if i'm simply a body
lost without their soul.

someone to help.
someone to supply.
a pair of ears,
lost without their voice.

i can't be heard.
the words of pain,
helplessness, 
escape my lips 
with no return.

i watch myself.
picturing myself sitting there
with duct-tape trapping my name.
a friend,
with nobody to truly call theirs.

deduced,
unrecognized,
worn.
exhausted at the hands
of my beloved.
 

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Tony Taylor

Hello STELLA!!....... this is one of those writes where (for me).... you make it through the second read through and something drops inside of you.... because you suddenly feel the intense pain that exists between the lines..... like you're being tortured in plain sight..... going about your daily life/routine while carrying the battle scars from the night before.... but no one can see them..... because you are too afraid to let in anyone close enough to see!!.... this is BEAUTIFULLY executed poetic subtlety..... with a profound sense of truthful and honorable intent!!..... while on the inside SCREAMING out for help...... why won't anyone HEAR ME!!??

                             ~ "I can't be heard
                                The words of pain,
                                Helplessness,
                                Escape my lips
                                With no return..."

I pray that this is a fiction that you've created or something you've surmised from another's life.... because if I'm correct in my interpretation... then this is way more powerful than I can imagine...... and my heart is truly saddened!!.... Well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered/crafted piece of poetic prose!!......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!... one helluva début piece dear poet sister!!...... well done STELLA!!.... and.....WELCOME to COSMO!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )
                                
                                
                              

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stella

thank you so much :) it truly means a lot to me

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Barry Childs

OH, Stella. This is so poignant and crafted so well. Beautifully crafted and executed,
Barry

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