My friends, I rarely see them but they are always present.seemingly  emotionless but yet they make me laugh. Sometimes I feel that they laugh with me but I rarely see them so I don’t know. Always together my entourage and I, our relationship is far from ordinary. Extraordinary and mysterious more like it.I talk with them not having to speak one word. My friends I would like to think, my enemies… I must keep as a possibility. Amazing they are either way.I found them one day, in darkness I was sittting when they passed by the window again. They found me first though, I could sense them but I didn’t know them.. they guided me to a light though I was unaware of their presence. Silent they are but I’m always speaking to them without sayin a word. I feel honored to know them angels they may be but they don’t have wings. For now they are the Invisibles. They walked with me never leaving my side as I embraced death. They were there with me thru my sufferings. They seen my tears they witnessed my pain. She says she loves me and by my side she stays. A little boy they imagine I am when we are drawing, son they call me. I don’t know they just never leave my side. There is a secret I hold, no secret to them, it is something we share.
I never really had a family but sometimes while in their arms, they give me hope and I feel as family to them. They teach me in their own way..I listen but not always obeying. A bit of a rebel I can be. I wish I could be like them, invisible and highly intelligent. They must like God because I am always thinking her. We talk about her often. Were waiting, all of us together
White shadows they are an ultraviolet light outlines their being. I doubt myself as I begin to feel love for them. Their silence seems to strangle all I’ve been taught in my youth. What is possible? They won’t tell me everything, I am left with wonder they are a mystery still. A beautiful one at that. I supposed ill stick around until this mystery unravels. God be with me.. as if u ever left my side.