Somewhere I can be alone,
Where I can cry.
A place where I can't be found,
Where it feels like I fade away.
Frightening it screams,
Creepy.
Somewhere I can close my eyes,
Be what I don't let the world see.
A hiding place for the real me.
A place for me to curl into a ball,
To hide in the dark.
Somewhere I can hide underneath the covers,
To feel alone, isolated from the world.
Darkness I feel is my place,
A place made just for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice poem, Chelsey. Thank you very much,