Escaping from life

May 23, 2014

I write to escape from life...

I hear whispers slither into my ear

soft subtle lies I love to just hear

I steer into the my psyche...

Minding what I say...

People hear me but don't listen....

I listen but dont care...

Mind floating away from my body

I'm alive but I'm seldom here I always fear

My seldom fears...

My mouth speaks but I'm mostly unaware...

Okay see the way I coagulate

Words in these phrase

Are a mere example of how I lived my whole life traveling through mazes...

Betrayal heartache and all these different phases

begin to form a story that explains

How exactly did I make it...

Conflict formed my sorrow

And I hid in my own self made oasis...

Then for a while I realized I needed to get back to the basics...

I could never forsake this

At night when I unfold my dreams like memories

I look up to the sky and wonder why

Do we all live a lie

Then upon my pad my life I begin to scribe.

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