A Silent Place I Roam

A silent place I roam.
Awaking thoughts drift secretly.
Horrors drip down my soul,
the laughter and smiles condemning me to this moment.

Flippant emotions calmed,
brought to a sensible place.
Covers of me, let loose; freed in the transparency of me.

A silent place I roam.

You can't get there by train or by car.
You cant get there very far.
You cant get there.

Looking around,
everything fading, yet so vivid.
In the comfort of my space,
our worlds collide.

Focusing, dusked on spirits around the soundless room.
screams,
loud music,
none I hear as I sit in my room.

A silent place I roam.

Secluded.
My own,
it floods, becomes taken by the amble world before its very eyes. A silent place i roam.

You cant get there by air,
you cant get by stares,
you can't get there.

Found I am,
in this place so free, so mysterious.
Lost becomes,
I drift beneath the warmth of its comfort.

A silent place I roam.

Sleeping,
eating,
reading,
all is carried out in this place, still its many faces roam, gracing the walls, and scarring like lace tightened on this deafening mold, of my slender skin.

The sugar-coated life,
coursed stale.
Left for the imagination of the timid.

A silent place i roam.

**hope u enjoy..pls comment thnxs.

Lissa**