Comfort Cave

Come out, they say, from the cave's embrace,

I shake my head, in that hidden space.

Denial's nod, they won't understand,

assumptions made by them, don’t know what's planned.

Only I know the comfort’s grace,

within my cave, my secret place.

Imaginations, my innate design,

a heaven built, wholly mine.

Though shadows loom, it's a place so true,

gloomy at times, yet familiar through.

Standing tall, leaving everyone behind,

in my cave's embrace, solace I find.

Owned and crafted by my own a space to roam,

within its walls, I feel at home.