Escape
Nights alone...
I mean in my mind
Well, even that place is crowded
and sometimes very difficult to find
My favorite time...
I mean pretending to ignore
all the concerts of talk
Turning exercise into therapy
in my head, as I go for a walk
Finally some solitude...
I mean having the ability
to manipulate my thoughts
so that I can abandon my post
To escape life,work,and people
Separating myself
like a fleeing spirit or ghost
Copyright © Chris Lane | Year Posted 2012
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