My Safe Haven

I am the girl behind the words,
known in every land for my bleeding ink;
behind self-imposed walls I find safety,
each brick is built with sorrow and betrayal.
Within my strong walls my poems are free birds,
I surround myself with beauty;
music plays in the background, oh so moody,
my writing desk is my only loyal friend.
I dine with my poetry for company,
on the couch my cat is sleeping;
books on many shelves,
and art on walls are my dearest companions;
I want to be invisible.
Invisible,
afraid to leave the protection of my haven;
I want to stay hidden,
and though you reach out in friendship;
your actions speak betrayal,
so I will retreat back into my safe haven . . . 

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October 15, 2018


Poetry/Verse/My Safe Haven
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1071-678-01
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Constance La France

October 19, 2018 at 1:51 PM

Andrea, of course you are right, there are many, many, good people but I have been hurt and broken so many times, that I am fearful , especially when loyalty is broken by betrayal before even friendship can form. I am very fragile just like my poems that fly like birds. Thanks for visiting and commenting.

Andrea Dietrich

October 19, 2018 at 9:46 AM

Constance, I wish you did not feel so much betrayal from people. There are many others who are very good! i love this heartfelt poem. i especially loved the mention of your poems as free birds. That was so beautiful!!