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Escapism
I slipped through reality,
In a threadbare dreamscape, stitched with denial.
Just when I thought,
I was over it
It came back to haunt
to show me how I cannot escape if my mind doesn't
They say faded memories don't taunt you.
But when they do
I leave everything behind
Even my conscience to-
Run away to hide
in the corners of my own faded
memories.
Just when it felt like home,
With all the secure moments
It was shattered down witha subtle-
Almost subconscious blow and just like that-
It was taken away from me.
The smell of regret grew more heated
As my despising of this reality grew tangled with my will to live
I decided to not go back
But all I did was escape to my own created reality.
But my reality collided with the ruins of my made up-
Memories.
Now?
There's a war going in my head.
Now, where do I run to?
Copyright ©
Rae R.S
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