• I've heard the home's the comfort zone,
    But where I live I'm all alone.
    Maybe the home isnt where your body lives,
    But where your heart is at it's best.
    Being logical,
    I would have to test my theory,
    Which I have, I live it,
    My body lives in fog and dreary faces,
    It searches for long lost traces of my heart,
    The two are far apart.
    Comfort zone.
    Speaking in a foreign language comforts me,
    I live in a place where I dont make sense.
    So why should others understand me?
    Obviously no one is great and picking up dropped hints,
    Or else I would have been saved from many scars and deep red slits,
    Comfort zone.
    It comforts me,
    To write about character that reflect my inner me.
    To look at the poems I've written, to write more,
    And even before my comfort zone was lost,
    I knew what was coming, so I buried myself in snow and let my feelings harden to frost,
    I hoped I would hear, "It's harder on you then it is on me."
    It really is, my friends lost one friend,
    To the world you may be one person,
    But to one person you may be the world.
    Did anyone think that?
    Well then they lost their world.
    But more than one person meant the world to me,
    One?
    Two?
    Three?
    Well, how ever many have their own key to me,
    I lost that many worlds.
    All at once.
    They all were gone.
    Comfort zone.
    Now it's here, where I'm typing,
    My room,
    My head.
    "Books are for people who wish they were somwhere else" - Mark Twain.
    This quote, in my situation, sounds rather sane,
    Not crazy.
    Sane, it makes plenty sense.
    I bury myself in my books,
    I hide myself in my room,
    I express myself through poems,
    I unleash myself with...
    With...
    Is that my problem?
    Everything, my sadness, my pain,
    Are they all bottled up?
    Making me go insane?!?!
    Well I'll keep my bottle.
    And in it I'll put my comfort zone,
    And I'll keep it close,
    Wait for the summer,
    We'll see each other,
    When I fly home.