Behind These Walls

I only need myself

Unseen by anyone

Unfelt my anyone

Cuddled up in the dark corner

An empty hollow shell
Alone, safe behind these walls

Fixing up the cracks

And broken hinges of sadness

The pieces of me 

Amidst the darkness
Sealed up

From the sorrows and pain

Into a world filled with grey

A new life devoid of all colors

Keeping me safe

Behind these walls

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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