i retreat into the catacombs
where light is but a memory
and dark my dearest friend;
in spaces tight, i huddle
my knees pressing against my chest,
i remain in the quiet until
i can bear it no longer,
resuming my journey through
the maze of my own making.
8.27.17
Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.
Love your poem. Poetry is something I have, for many years enjoyed writing and reading.