That Place

When dark clouds swirl in my head, It’s That Place, where I would retreat to instead.

Oh That place, those bubbly sunny orange skies, With a warmth only bringing me nearer with each rise.

That place has a weird way of dragging me back, And I’m afraid, its something I lack.

But, when I’m there, its only the suns soft and gentle glow-

A glow, that wraps me up, making me feel whole. I diligently work to capture and protect that glow.

Even on days of dark smog that block my light, I can still feel it, just out of sight-

That place, of warm and safe embrace. Do I really have that grace?

Sometimes, it all seems so distant to me.

You’ll find it waiting, for you to come and see.

Ill close my eyes and picture that light, Then, for a moment everything is alright.