All You Try To Give To Me Poem by Barbara Vanier

So you think that I’m not alive
But have you ever thought about my suicide
Wondering where my voice goes
Supposing there is nothing that I know

I can not do
I can not say
I can not feel
Those things you think are real
I can not be
I can not admit
I can not see
All you try to give to me

My soulless eyes staring into nothing
Why must I always be someone’s something
Still search for my own voice
Wishing I could scream mercy

I can not do
I can not say
I can not feel
Those things you think are real
I can not be
I can not admit
I can not see
All you try to give to me

Slowly, rolling falling on the floor in shame
Speechless, madness sometimes I just want to die
Wanderer, nomad search for another place in time
Escape, no trace from this prison that is mine

I can not do
I can not say
I can not feel
Those things you think are real
I can not be
I can not admit
I can not see
All you try to give to me