Treasure Island

Joy Lovelet Crawford

(December 8th 1963 / Montego Bay, St. James, Jamaica. W.I)

Another Place


I have gone to another place
A place, a lonely place
A place, a cold place
A place, a dark place
My place, where no one eagerly follows
My place isolated, immense, imaginary
My place cold, callous, cagey
The place where I am me, agony, heartache, numbness my partners
The only ones who always stay with me
Who will rescue me, who will dare come see me, understand me, want me, love me!
Who will bear with me, bother with me, be troubled with me, enough to take me from this place
I have gone to a place
A quiet place, a still place, a safe place.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 05, 2008
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