I wonder into this wonderful place, away from evil and away from you. I sometimes wish you could come but I think it would be best to keep a secret from you. Your eyes glow when I look at them and I may not look away. I want to take you into this wonderful place but think I should keep a secret from you. You get so angry sometimes that all I want to do is crawl up into a rock. I think I should take you into this wonderful place where there is no hate, sadness, or tears. Tears…tears fall from my face when I can’t see you… smiles… smiles come when you are near… frowns… frowns come when you are away. I think I will take you into this wonderful place…this wonderful place called home.
March 16, 2011