Lonely

Petals fall as the Paper unfurls and the World blurs And softens And shrinks Shadows grasp me Poke and prod Claws in my ears Suns burn my eyes They sit me down and Mumble, indistinct Send me sprawling Obstacle course sprinting Cat caught in a storm I do what I can, I Grab hold of the glass That they offer, The pain that they gift me Warm rivers flow Heaven heart earth Sharpens, sharp into sight I cannot look I cannot I cannot look away It is so bright I can see but it is not Soft It is not welcome It is not Like it was The world is too sharp and it Cuts my hands I am River flowing Heaven crying Heart all alone Earth sharpening Its knives and its focus and its Harsh expectations I cannot stay I cannot I cannot stay here I cast aside the sea And let the trees close in Blurring the edges Hiding the world Once again