Written after spending 6 weeks in a locked room at the age of 12..
I sit alone
in my blue room
Waiting for the loneliness
I know will come soon.
I do not mind ..
because I know
the loneliness
will let me go
It will take my mind
to a familiar place
where life is more
than this human race..
Where children laugh
Where it seldom rains
Where I am safe
from life's inflicting pain.
Then I awake
I feel the gloom
I know I am back
in my blue room
A quick escape
I try to find
but I know
it's only in my mind.
Such horrific remembrances...I'm thankful you have come through so well!Keep writing, its a gift.
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on February 20, 2003
Ivory how very sad this is..Thank God you pulled through it and look at how much you have to offer the world with your writing..Great write but very sad poem..Floria
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on February 20, 2003
Nice adjustment you've made. I like the picture.
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Hey...this is sad write...but realistic work...BHUWAN