My Happy Place

It is not real Sort of like a glitch Between Life and Death Where I am not Living nor am I Dead Existing, yes Like a confused spirit It is pitch black Yet you can see light Only I know where it is But sleep is my only entry It is quoet Only my thoughts are heard Some screaming Others are barely a whisper They're my only company It is where I can go to not be bothered How I love it there Perfect mine Only mine