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Escaping Reality


Wake up to the sunlight Pouring through the window, assailing my eyes I’m not ready to depart from the world I’ve created in my mind I simply yearn to dream. Squeezing my eyes shut tight I pull the covers over my head Try to recreate the images But then the dream stars dissipating Your face receding in the haze. I’m left with the illusion of a memory Nothing but a footprint Haunting my every reverie So lingering I stay in the past Not ready to forget; I’m breaking. Try to recreate the fantasy Of a heart not bleeding But it’s a façade devoid of honesty So I lay me down to sleep To return to the world of unreality Until the waking day holds no fear of torture And my heart can beat without rupture.
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