The Escape

by Briana   Apr 2, 2006


He doesn't know
The depths of his soul
He's clueless of where to search

He's fighting a past
Full of difficult times
But doubts his approach

His scattered mind
Can't think tonight
So, he falls into a sleep

Pleasant thoughts, happiness
and things he never knew
Come into full view

How sweet it is to get away
From the daily agony
He must constantly face

After a while
His dreams don't help anymore
Just remind him of his pain

His problems seem endless
So he decides to acquire old feelings
and sleep for eternity

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  • 17 years ago

    by glass*wall*prison

    Nice write
    flow was off a bit
    nice rythm

    good write

    4/5

    ~GLASS~

  • 17 years ago

    by DistantKisses

    I love your poem. It's beautiful ^_^