Warm and safe in my little haven, i see the bright sun outside, but it doesn't fool me. I know how cold the winds blow! But they can't get to me here. Peace!

You see the struggles in my life, the downtrodden droop of my shoulders and the sorrow in my eyes- and say nothing, but move on as though i were perfectly fine.

Yet, there is calm somewhere in this forest, and i will find it! My refuge is not far. It cannot escape me! I will yet bask in the peacefulness again.

As the night-dreams fade from my swirling head, I lie still and try to sift and sort the chaos. Hardly awake and already overwhelmed! Silence, insecurities! Go!

I am weary of being lonely in crowded rooms and invisible among friends. There are but few who validate my existence, who feed my soul, who give back with care

The rough bite poorly disguises a soft center.

Lonely but elusive, satisfied but sad, loved but overlooked, I wonder what my dreary dreams will hold tonight.

How can a person desperately want to be alone, and be lonely at the same time?