My Desert Poem by Laura arwen

It is not
strange to live
in a desert
of suffering
It is deprived
of corrections and
enhancements because they
are wasted just
for me
My desert is
very frightening and
very confused
I'm always pessimist
and displeased in
it
For someone my
desert is a
nightmare or a
terrible path
I ignore why
but in it
I feel beloved
and truly safe
The aggressiveness doesn't
exist in it
because I'm totally
alone
I feel exhausted
and perplexed of
my mental capacity
in the deep
desert
It is full
of pain, sadness
and desperation
I feel a
bit depressed in
it because I
don't have a
real partner
In it all
my fears come
out and paralyze me
In my desert
I found myself
and the peace
My desert is
arid and lush
at the same
time
It is my
perfect place for
my insanity and
for my death