You cry because you feel invisible
I comfort you
But I'll never tell you that I'm glad you remain tucked away from the gaze of ordinary people
If they discovered what lies inside a one story house
with the rusted swing set and
flowers on the porch
I fear the world would be blinded by a brilliance they never knew could exist
They would steal you
cage you
They can't understand the mystery that you are
And the loneliness you feel is what makes you so different from the rest
So I soothe you with hollow phrases
And thank God you are alone
I love the otherworldiness way you wrote this.
abstract writing is hard to achieve especially at the level that others can plug in and in their own channel relate to it. Well done............M.