The Unseen by Chelsea Naylor–2009

You see dreams fleeting across faces
You see the steady rise of a chest
You see a tossing and turning body
You see a nightmare gripping with fear.

I see an attempt; one that ended too soon
I see hopes beginning and ending
I see struggles to exist
I see pain clenching a heart.

You see someone asleep
I see someone alive

I see the potential of what is unseen.