A Broken Sanctuary is a Facade, A forced Habit that no longer inspires safety. But once a sanctuary, even when broken is still the only place that you feel is safe. Even when you have to pretend that no one breaks a thin line of trust, that the unspoken rule will be followed. You will still go there, still spill every thing that flows from your mind, still trusting that it will be safe from the prying minds in the world. Even when you know its sacred secret legacy is no longer sacred. its like playing pretend as grown ups. I know its not real, i know its not safe..and still i write, i still try to hide it, and i still pretend that everything is okay.