The Valley

I take care of myself and others. No one takes care of me. I'm in my place. A valley. A place that only I can travel to and from. It's a pretty valley. With a river as clear as glass, With flowers blooming. With grass as bright as the stars. Many can see the beauty from above. But they dare not come closer. They won't understand. only i can. In the valley there's a darkness. A loneliness. I sit on a boulder. And I watch it myself. My tears join the stream. A pain... That lingers through the valley... It's palpable from above. A beautiful pain. it never leaves. It stays there. It hugs me. i'm alone. With the valley, that no one dares to enter.