there is a place inside my mind
i call it the little vault of mine
deep inside....of the aybass
it holds..most thoughts
some of bliss

its dark inside this vault
where sometimes i hide
and write my thoughs

i hold the key..inside of me
no one comes in...no one can see

once in awhile i open the door
to say a word..or show i care

more than none ..the door stays locked
it's meant to be...don't be shocked

if the light's are on
and no ones home
i'm in the vault ....writing poems