Seen

Anonymity cuts deeply 

See me 

Hear me 

Feel me 

I walk through the fire 

The flames licking up my existence 

The residue of ash blowing in the wind 

No one knows my pain 

I walk through the struggle 

Muscles betraying me 

Bones speaking in fractures 

No one hears my cries 

I walk through the darkness 

My mind rebels against me 

My spirit is nailed to the ground 

No one sees me 

I reach out for light 

Life gives me shadows 

I reach out for warmth 

Even my flames are cold 

I listen for a word 

To lift me up 

To steady my walk 

The echoes scream their silence 

Still, I rise 

Unseen 

Unheard 

Untouched 

I am a shadow 

Carrying fire in my chest 

Ashes cling to me like memories 

Silence becomes my song 

I am the echo 

That refuses to die 

I am the flame 

That burns without witness 

I am the cry 

That splits the darkness 

I am seen 

© Ron Simpson Jr. 

December 1, 2025