My Dome

'Tis all I need,

A dome of my own,

so circle and wide and free,

But 'tis a barrier.

It cages me within it,

My only accompany are none other,

Because silence is my only Mother--

she comforts me,

Time is my acquaintance,

he stays beside me without leaving.

Logic is my sister-

Who tells me what of reality and of what isn't.

And Death is but a visitor,

He comes without me knowing,

Oh, my beloved Dome,

You are what I love and hate,

The only one I see outside in this Dome of mine,

Is my lover, Sanity.

Whom shall leave and to never return,

Once I fall into my own little world,

This nightmare of a Dome,

Was it built by I or was it built by others?

This Dome of mine, I admit--built and loved by I,

Shall cage me and love me,

and to make me remain as who I truly am and 'tis a perfect home for

a Monster,

This is...the Dome of my own.