My Dark Place

Solitude is a prized possession
A power, a resource
Loneliness becomes liberating
When I’m in my dark place

Detachment seems easy
When I’m in my dark place

I stop caring for once
Let go of expectations
When I’m in my dark place

People seize to exist
When I’m in my dark place

Introspection is free flowing
I can be myself, no farce
Nothing is held back
When I’m in my dark place

Questioning god gets easy
When I’m in my dark place

Sniffs and muffles become a language
Feelings are amplified
When I’m in my dark place

Silence is a welcome guest
When I’m in my dark place

Anger finds itself dissipating
I hurt lesser, heal more
Rehabilitation gets under way
When I’m in my dark place

I process and overcome
When I’m in my dark place

My dark place nourishes me
It expands the blank, gives me room to let out
I find myself leading towards the good place
When I’m in my dark place