You don't know how it feels to be alone and no one there for you. I am trapped in a dark place but I found good in it and made it my personal space. One year ago to be exact I would travel here mostly at night, when the stars are lit and the moon is bright. Echos of silence is more sharp than a single needle, but this silence is my guide through the night. I would go here to cry, cry to wipe my day away and let nature take the pain away, sing to ease my stress and pace just to knock out the thoughts that haunt me through the day. Not far is a creek that soothes and cradle me like warm words and a soothing touch or a baby wrapped in their mothers arms. See this place knows me, me and my every move. No one can find me because I'm in my own little cocoon. Wisps of the night air brushes my hair back and cools my cheeks, with every soft wisp my heart pause and skips a beat. I'm always afraid of night turning into light, it isn't the same with out the moon and her smiling face lit so bright. Her face watches me and makes me feel safe, I swear I love this dark space. But its all in my mind and I go there when I need a break so I visit in dreams, when it's dark not day.