Outside the Line

There is a line which none can see a line which bends eternally a line which circles my friends and me and those who are endeared to me But what of those outside that line what of their grieved and worried minds their daily lives bereft of hope each day a struggle just to cope Inside the line we know not their fear their cries and moans we do not hear the darkness that engulfs their lives a wall before our caring eyes All those within my circle are fine but what of those outside the line