Sanctuary

The wood The quiet Night The Earth underneath my boot ...Sanctuary Here I don't have to talk Here I am not asked for smiles Here I am my darkest self...an existence away from everyone else the moon condescendingly stares down on me... I simply blow a kiss towards her. Good Night now Miss. I walk no straight path here I go as my heart leads me The creatures here are all enchanted by my tales of the other land They've never known nation,self-doubt,angst,despair,disease,hatred for themselves. They listen to me teary eyed as I wish to be them They ask me who I am I tell them...Poet of the night Bound of no blood Lost to a world I knew as a child, a helpless child The winds blow daggers where I came from I left the intrigued creatures for a spell...time alone The wood The quiet Night The Earth underneath my boot ...Sanctuary