Inside My Room

Posted under Spiritual Poetry by zai_shams

Inside My Room

I sit inside a tiny world, and wonder, ‘Is this really mine?’
I glance at the pretty curtains and cozy bed,
The weathered study polished a deep brown with a hint of red.
Once inside, I am free to do as I choose.
Nobody can judge, no one to answer, just me and my little room.
Emotions pour out, tears stream down,
Laughter echoes, silence abounds.
Wishes come true, moments are cherished, and dreams fulfilled.
No one can stop me, no one can hurt me,
No one can blame me, while I am still safe inside my room.
Once the door is locked, and thoughts unlocked,
I lie back and breathe a sigh of relief.
I am in charge, I rule and command,
My power can put a king to shame.
I can be weak, I can be strong, why should I fear, there’s no one around.
Dreaming right now, my world’s an ignorant bliss,
Unwilling to wake up lest my dreams disappear and reality fills in.
Suddenly with a start I open my eyes,
Did I hear a sound? I look around, glad to know I am still alone,
King of my kingdom, ruler of my world, I am still in my room