The Other Room

Put away
Stored
Forgotten
Time passes
Seasons fade into then next
Placed in the corners of my mind
Things seem to stay the same
I see the gentle moving of the shadows
It’s nice when the shadows cross
The interaction of two develops
Into a magical dance
Escape for a moment
As silence covers my cold skin
It’s easy to hear the muffled voices on the outside
It reminds me how far away I have traveled into darkness
As time passes and the migration is complete
It has become my reality
The voices are still there but fading
The last words I could hear are still with me today
“Never mind the others say, he is only in the other room
It seems he is there to stay”.
Craig C aka “The Insane Poet”




As time passes and the migration is complete
It has become my reality
sigh.i do hope you will do more of this.
I see what I can do. Thank you.
thank you for sharing this Craig
Thank you Shaun.
Wow….amazing and I get it.
Thanks Beth.