A Place Of Dark Sunshine

When I am home, I like to be in my room most of the time. When I am there, I feel safe of being judged and analyzed. My room surrounds me with creativity and the feelings of an original atmosphere. The perfect place to be alone. My own thoughts tend to surround me. Sometimes they are happy and sometimes they're not. Thats the only problem with my place of glory. I never know what thoughts will fill my mind. Thoughts I can't control. It is an escape of chaos but a prison of lonliness. A place that makes me feel free yet trapped. Home. A word that can be treasured or dreaded. I can feel absolutley happy or I can feel lonliness so intense it takes me over completley.