Alien

Inspiration: I always tend to feel like an outcast.
Word: Blessing

There was no feeling like it
It was somewhat kin to
an empty pit of sorrow
longing to know comfort

Something like,
talking-
for an endless time
with all words lost,
in a soiled swamp of worthlessness

It was worthlessness in fact,
if looked at wrong
it could be perceived as helplessness
due to the lack of attempts
to break the nullity
to become non void

It was a speciality
a uniqueness
an astonishing unconventionality
it was a blessing

to know nothing of the norms
of the living