When I retreat into myself I reap the sky like a mountain To a cloud, The rainbow arch of sun rise in my eyes, Because sometimes I just Need to be alone, I hide my dream's failures In the words like a string Of pearls sorrow, The secrets of of my inner most, When the outer seems too far, Like the soft touch of a man In darkness, I plead the sadness with my imagination, I hide behind the skies, Pain becomes tender, Just now I begin to believe There is a better place....
Alone I hear the laughter of the Dead beneath the earth.
Try to see this from a perspective of escapism from the world, a place only a poet can go.