I close my eyes
And dream of a place
Where I am not alone
And I am wanted.
My mind lifts me up
And carries me on the wind
To my sanctuary.
I am at peace for one moment,
There is no pain,
Depression,
Anger,
Suicide.
Not in my sanctuary.
I lay back and let the calm
Wash over me.
But then I wake up,
And the harsh cruelty of reality
Knocks me off my feet
And brings with it
My knife.
Soon my blood drips,
Solitary drops
On the floor,
And I wish I was still at my
Sanctuary.