Alone again inside the walls of my own creation
The only place safe enough for my imagination.
A spot where i can be just who i am
No one to judge, not to be under exam
Where freely on words and emotions my mind shall play
No one to criticize, thoughts go and come as they may
Where safe i am with my emotional baggage
Where nothing and no one can gain passage
Where i am me with no shield, no protection
Where its far easier to hide fear, loss, or even rejection
Where i am me myself and i
Where on a zebras wing an imagination can fly
Copyright © Rose Henderson | Year Posted 2015
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