The mind of a writer

I wonder if everyone understands it
the mind of a writer
that no one can tap into the 
 why
or the how
the words just flow

the mind of a writer
feeds from the soul
not just the mind
its not words we wish to say that we cant
its a story that the soul weaves

gently
it does not come from
life we lived 
it does not come from the past
or the present
it comes just simply by the love of the small things 
not everyone sees

this life has speed up 
by gadgets
and streams
of internet
social media
so 
everyone forgets to see
the beauty
of people's eyes
they forget to look up from the screens

 the writers minds
feed and write
from the unseen
the forgotten
the free
they write because 
they paint pictures
so perfect

 
that the lenses of the phones
cant catch
selfies so bright
that cannot be filtered to post

the writer is always busy
not missing
the small details
other forget to feel
to see
to touch

the writer
the mind
is ongoing 
not day dreaming
just feeling
not making up
just seeing
not sleeping 
just working

the mind of the writer
is deep and intense
its not sick or depressed
it is a live
in a world 
oblivious
to most

the mind of a writer
is condemn and teased
and hurt
by the norm 
everyone pretends to know

nothing fits perfectly
when you are a writer
you have no filter
to distinguish
who really is right or wrong
we feel intensely
we give freely
and we love deeply

this is the mind of a writer

MAGNIFICENT!!!!!