My safe haven-
The only place where whispers are as loud as screams,
and screams fade into echo’s.
Where there is no difference between the good and the bad,
Only the human.
And voices litter every single surface,
Telling me to do things I know I shouldn’t.

My safe haven-
A place that is full of mistakes
And terrible ideas.
(But that’s what makes up life, right?)
Yet, I still feel more like myself here,
Than I do out there.

My own personal safe haven-
A place like heaven,
Could also be like hell.
A place where angels are demons,
And demons are angels.
The only place where I can truly be myself-
For once and for all.