First, I want to congratulate you on your account birthday. You’ve been on Writing.com for pne year today. I figured I’d stop by and have a read from your portfolio.

It is an intriguing poem for it focuses on what should be, not what is. What is interesting is that, at first it seems like losing touch with reality isn’t a ghood thing, and it doesn’t sound it from your words:

But it's only when I feel that way, that I've lost complete contact...


My body gives up all hope.. and my mind acts on it's own.

But sure enough, you don’t mean it a a negative at all, just the opposite, as the reader can see here:

But it's only then, that I truly feel that I have found a home...


A home filled with treasures such as freedom and dreams.

So it is a poem about freedom and dreams, two things you feel like you don’t have in the normal world. While the reader isn’t privy to what makes the speaker feel this way, he/she makes it clear that it’s the chosen place to be.

Ultimately it is a sad poem, for it speaks of fantasies, or worlds that can never be:

but as much as I look for this home, it is never to be seen;


For it only exists, in the head of a delirious teen.

It is sad because the speaker doesn’t believe happiness is possible outside of a fantasy. As the poem ends, the speaker turns back to the fantasies, since she finds them better than reality. Again that is sad since it seems the speakers mind is made up to just accept fantasy instead of trying to find happiness in the real world.

Of course this seems to be a complaint popular with youth, and it’s not surprising. They generally live with their parents, trying to become an adult while their parents aren’t ready for that emancipation, and so there you are, feeling trapped and unable to escape. It doesn’t no good to tell you it’ll change, but usually it does.

I think it in line one, it should be, “madman” without the hyphen. Also, in line three, I believe you want, “its” and not, “it’s.”

It is a good poem, even if it is a little sad in that the speaker doesn’t think there is an alternative but to live amidst fantasies.