Not about my writing.
A gift is troubling when it mimics a curse.
No way to keep secret a or rehearse.
Love or anything else is never truly private.
A very wind some climate.
Then all act as if its not real.
its my way to heaven, but hell on earth ya feel.
But great fully the side effect of the gift, is easier to ignore.
perhaps its not such a closed door.
The people start to understand.
©redic
R