Invisible Man
Ever live life to the fullest on a crazy note? No one ever sees it as a good thing, right?
I was the invisible man
gripping lifelines with my hands
the cloudy canopy above
and the stinky summer air
that’s all that I took in
during those wicked times
red skies and the sweet cries
-
I was the invisible man
catch me if you can
I was nowhere in sight
only surrounded by plights
my baby a tramp
who never opened her eyes
I looked and found
something that she had
it wasn’t a luminous feel
that rough skin made me wise
surrounded by people in disguise
-
I was the invisible man
walking nowhere
talking nonsense
feeling power
with nothing to prove
loveless actions
and lusty rations
no one saw
my endeavoring thirst
and enslaving my glee
tampering with wicked freedom
-
I was the invisible man
no one saw
only told
believe it or not
the sweet skies
are always on my side
that’s all i have to say
-
By Bazooka Teaches
About the Creator
Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.
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