Lonely place in my mind. Chaotic yet organized. I want the light but happy in the dark. Dream love but it's a nightmare disguised. Elated alone yet provoked to sad for such contentment. Loyal to each emotion like a dog to his man companion. Passion as tense as a room of heartache. Not hidden but hiding. I know but seek teaching. To be recognized silently. Giving anonymously. Rewarded in change and taking notes to thought provoke. Myself yet everyone else. I'm here with purpose. It's not if it's when. I'll be boxed then.