The World I Was Given.

There is a place that is left only for me
you can't find it on any map or any globe
it is this place i go to when i am down you see

it isn't a place that i would exactly call home
i lose myself for days on end in this place
i can walk around and just wonder and roam.

i watch things go by events one after another
it is a mystery to me where i go..i am not too sure
it is a mystery you see that i would like uncovered

you can't come with me when i go to it
each of us go to our own place like this sometimes
it is like a jigsaw puzzle and none of the pieces fit

i watch the waves as they gentle roll on the shore
i see another person and they are the same as me
i wonder along the beach naked and bore

i turn and try to face them but never can i
i listen to the waves as i race around toward his face
i can't see his face no matter how hard i try

i race around and around i go, trying to see him
he turns around and around until i am dizzy
i ask myself to see him would that be such a sin?

i walk along and a red eyed monster lives there
i watch him; as he comes from his Bush's and speaks
he tries to tell me things and make me not care

i walk away burden heavy on my shoulders
i remember all those things he had said to me
i almost feels like i am somehow getting older

i visited my island the tonight
i stayed there for the whole day
it felt so wonderful such a delight

the darkness now has me, it came while i slept
it was silent as not to make a sound
it never rests and it crept slowly inside my tent

i live now here on my island..alone and abore
i still wonder why i couldn't face that man
i fell for their trick and took their lure

each night i feel the sting of the darkness bite
the place has become a battlefield of legendary status
i fight knowing that i am going to lose every night...

*this whole poem is a metaphor for something....please write me and let me know what you think it is. i would really like to find out if anyone gets my hints in there..*