Invisible

Since I was a kid i’ve always had eyes. Not the ones that you open in the morning nor the one that you can open with chackras. I just had eyes. 

For my mother

For my father. 

For my brothers. 

For my friends.

That’s why I wanted them to feel good. To feel protected. To feel secure to live with someone who would have always fought for them.

That day I felt I couldn’t protect anyone if others could see me. I couldn’t focus my skills with normal people Exposure to life. No one could see me. 

So I decided to cast a spell on me. 

Invisibility. 

No one had to see me without my permission. No one had to see my protection to those I care about. No one could have changed the course of my life if I didn’t want to.

Only those who have eyes like mine can see me. And those would have been my friends.

Can you see me?

Luca Povoleri