Alone

Lost.
I was alone.
But, I wasn’t.
I had my fears.
Them, and the owl.

I’m sure they didn’t leave me on purpose.
They said they would wait.
It’s true, that they had smiled.
But it was kindness, I’m sure.

Not so.
I am here.
In the dark.
They Always said I had too much of an imagination.
At times I am sure they thought I was crazy.
Just because I could see the truth and they couldn’t.

It was not my fault their hearts were black.
Unable to see the pure.

Yes, I am different.
No, I am not crazy.

I am alone now.
In the dark.
Outside.
They didn’t wait

I suppose I got too strange for them.
I don’t blame them for being what they are, though.
We are all strange.
In some way or another.

It is quiet.
I have never been afraid of the quiet.
But I am afraid of solitude.

It is the first time I haven’t felt His presence.
No one is watching me.
And that thought is scarier than if someone were.

Where do I go?
Nowhere, not now.
I have come to realize,
That I cannot move.
They left me.
All I had in the world.
There is nothing left to protect me.
And I am terrified.

How can I sleep?
How can I not sleep?
Fear, I was abandoned by what I knew and loved.

Crazy?
How can I be?
I saw what they did not.
Yes…and no.

Aren’t they real?
Now I am unsure of what I have known from infancy.
Angels, Demons.
God.

They said I was unnatural.
A mistake of nature.
But I knew, that I was more.

And now?
Rejected.
Left alone in the dark.
Alone (excepting the owl).
With nothing.
Because I was the only one.
Who could really see.
And now…I can’t.