Yoona

Must I go back to where I was
To the place where I was confined alone,
When I wandered far from home
It sheltered me inside cold walls.
Though it kept me withheld in doors
And silence was my companion,
It never let me feel sad and alone,
Hence, on its shoulders I clung on.
Perhaps I was blind for I couldn’t see
Nobody around the deserted vicinity,
Perhaps I was deaf then during my stay
For I couldn’t hear voices in the gallery.
But I was perhaps lifeless, unfeeling,
Maybe I was. Maybe even worse.
But the deafening silence inside
The darkroom where I reside
Was beguiling, say it was a beautiful trap.
Was haunting, tranquility was addicting.
Must I go back to where I felt no warmth?
But there was no betrayal either.
Must I leave this place they call heaven
But ruled by decepticons and sweet talkers?
Must I abandon this place where they claim
Love exists? Hist! Charlatans do reign.
Must I go back to where I saw no lights?
But I felt loved and adored by darkness.