Invisible Target

Standing in the background
merging quietly into shadows
but your eyes become
as wide as the world.

Witnessing the angry voices
which once upon a time
were the nurturing voices
that taught you love.

Watching the spark of light
fade into a distant memory
which will soon become the past.

Negativity and degradation
goes bouncing off the walls
as you become the invisible target.

Vows and promises
breaking down like an antique vehicle
that can no longer travel
along the dusty road.

When hate becomes stronger
than the love that used to be,
the time has come
where you must go your separate ways.

But stuck in routine
you remain in conflict
battling in front of the shadows.

Unaware of the damage caused
to the invisible eyes
that have been watching
from the background.

Saffie
21

21/1/13

*written about a child being in the middle of parents fighting and the view of that child. The damage that is done that the parents often do not see.*