I hear a voice quietly crying
    out in the dark - but where

In a dark place
    a cool place
     a small place
      a safe place

        in a tree
         in the loft
          under boxes in the garage
           in a foxhole dug into the earth like a grave

It was a dark place
        a cool place
         a small place
          a safe place
           and it was mine

It was the place to which I would go
    when life got too hard - too loud - too confusing
     and there I would find that secret place in my mind as well.
Secret now, even from me -

Again, I need that special place
    not to hide - for I am a MAN
     but to heal - for I am a MAN

Where is that lost corner of my mind
    where the lost little one still hides and crys in fear

I hear you crying - calling - but I can't find you.

It was a dark place
        a cool place
         a small place
          a safe place
           and it was mine.
  
- written with love to the little boy in the dark - 
mateo