The Power of Invisibility

Invisibility

 

I do it well.

Unrecognizable,

like a spell.

I slip out of view and within myself.

 

My indignation,

silent.

Stagnation,

divine.

The divinity of isolation,

is often uninspired.

 

With loss of envy,

comes loss of self.

 

Invisibility.

I do it well.

But the deafening silence,

is its own kind of hell.

 

 

via Daily Prompt: Invisible

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