My sanctuary
is my room.
The place
where I’m free.
The place
where I’m alone
away from the
real world.
In my sanctuary
I’m God.
I do what I want
when I want.
In my sanctuary
I’m save. I’m warm.
The place where I’m alive.
Where I can breath again.
It is my little heaven.
My happiness
My everything
My sanctuary
I think almost all teenagers can relate to this poem; I know I certainly can. Everyone has their own place they go to get away from everything. This was a lovely poem. Nice work.