Tranquil Aura

I did not find peace
I found passion
I am my own eclectic picture

And on gloomy days this is where
I find most peace
Contentment at its best in still skies
Quite clouds glide cooly through
A gray space enough to comfort tyranny's aftermath
A soft call echoes and flies off
Carrying away any worries
Though briefly, still appreciated
I am at peace

My heart desired tranquility
Some seeked  it in sacred places
For some like I, in solitude
I, in still air, left in awe by a summer day

For days when I
Feel..
It seems to be stuck in my mind
Tapping away at my conscience
With no way to escape
Trapped in the metal bars of my prison for thoughts with no freedom in sight
I sit and let the feeling consume my mind
But only this place sets me Free.

This place keeps a memoir of
Moods and madness
Enmity hidden within a pleasing smile..
"I was alone?"

I guess
I prefer to stand here
Alone...
Cold...
And draw pictures in the condensation
Gathered from my steaming breath
My melancholy is my older friend

In a rare moment of serenity
Its where I suddenly find myself
I've taken myself to a secluded place
It is where I feel alive..
I don't just become a Ghost With A Beating Heart
Imprisoned I was not
Within still loud silence, filled with dread
I quickly gasped for air
I think I've found my perfect world
It has unlocked my free abyss

Only a few understand this forth door
But this place has unlocked it.
My tranquil Aura.