What would it take for you to notice?
A quiet hope…a daredevil stunt…
Or perhaps something in between?
If I wrote you a poem would you read it,
Would you even know it was for you
Or would the ink run dry in futility?
If I cried for you would you dry my eyes,
Or would the tears flow, a bitter torrent
Drowning me in the depths of the sea?
If I sang you a song would you listen,
Would you feel my expressions to you
Or would my heart bleed out in vain?
If I reached out would you take my hand,
Or would my grasp find ethereal clouds
As I spiraled into empty depths of despair?
What would it take? No way to know
So I continue drifting in nuanced glow
Minimized in self-imprisoned shadows.