To my love,
It's been quite a while since we've gotten away.
There's just no time at the end of the day.
But I'd like to take you to a new place;
a place I like to call my safe space.
You won't need to use vacation time.
This trip we take won't cost a dime.
It's really not that hard to find.
It's located here, inside my mind.
Between an inhale and exhale I sit and wait,
and tell myself it's up to fate,
to decide whether I should breathe again,
or if this is where my days shall end.
I come here in the face of bliss,
like at the end of a perfect kiss,
or when the waterfall leaves me in awe,
as I'm lost in the beauty of what I just saw.
I come here when I don't feel right,
and the voices tell me I don't deserve the light,
or that I should not walk the earth,
for someone like me, has no worth.
I come here in the face of sorrow,
when I do not wish to see tomorrow,
or the thoughts in my head start to dance,
and convince me that I have no chance.
I come here in the face of shame,
when I no longer wish to have a name,
and I feel I should no longer go on.
You'll only visit this place when I am gone.
Yours truly,
E
About the Creator
Tiz Moore
A land-dwelling science pirate trying to empty her mind onto a keyboard.




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