The Great Escape

escaping reality towards reverie

Blank stare on the wall
Head spinning with dark thoughts
Spirit begins to crawl

Walking away from the light
Eyes begin to swell and soak in tears
Towards the cold of night

Lost in the woods
Face covered with trembling hands
Scared and disoriented

Then complete silence
Reality slipped, comes reverie
Unreal but devoid of hurts

In a world no one can reach
In a realm where nobody preach

3 Responses to "The Great Escape"

  1. Ronald,
    A very full and personal journey. I admire the honesty in the words.
    Looking forward to brighter days.
    Best wishes, Eileen

  2. Am I walking with you? Not sure..! I'm trying to get out of it.. and started experimenting!

  3. @Tamarind,I hope you can get out soon:D
    @Eileen, The sun always rise up in the morning.


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