Escape
Escape is all I want to do,
escape from all my thoughts;
they scare me and frighten me
I'm feeling like I'm caught.
Caught by all things evil
I'm falling into the trap.
I'm afraid if I keep listening
that there is no coming back.
My mind is my worst enemy
I know it tells me lies;
I'm determined to escape it,
then at times I wonder why.
Copyright © Monica Vance | Year Posted 2016
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