I've built a safe haven. It's the only place that contains my pain. The walls are tainted by the blood of broken dreams. Tainted by hurtful, yet blurry words that I can still hear these days. They're tainted by a broken mind. My safe haven has a resistant door, but no windows to let my secret be free. Darkness likes to live in it. My demons seem to agree with it, too. I have a safe haven, and sometimes, It's my only home.