Source: kim-kat
ESCAPE HATCH
An escape hatch is what we all need.
A way to run away from it all.
I’m leaving no matter what you plead.
I want and need to feel ten feet tall.
I know life can take your breath away.
It can also deaden your dark heart.
Last time I felt right, I cannot say.
But I’m tired of playing this part.
A new journey is waiting for me.
New people and places to explore.
No baggage to take along with me.
I’ll travel until I don’t want more.
Nature is a sculpture.
A living, breathing sculpture.
It entices us.
It bemuses us.
It challenges us.
But most of all,
it inspires us.
Mirage – Polygon1993
I need focus.
My vision is blurry.
The world appears
as waves,
forever moving,
forever changing.
No purpose.
No reason.
I need to know why
we are here,
why am I alive.
I need focus.
Drab walk of life.
Day to day existence.
Dark shadows fading.
Grey becomes the norm.
One day becomes the next.
The line is straight and clear.
Any misstep
can create abject fear.
Walk the narrow line with great care.
A deviation
can end the life you hold so dear.
Please take a closer look.
Something’s wrong with this book.
The words have come alive.
Breaking free to survive.
They are bursting forth with pride.
Smoke is pouring out from inside.
Words need to be loved and shared
And not forced alone and scared.
Let the stories come out and play.
They will serve to brighten your day.
A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time alone.
Without T.V. or telephone.
Time to think about your goal.
You will come back feeling whole.
Life is a mystery.
A puzzle all its own.
You need to fill it in.
So you won’t be alone.
It’s Never Too Late To Learn 🙂
A picture of life inside.
A window so hard to find
Of laughter and love
Would fit like a glove.
Soft music I can hear.
I want to be right there
With the people having fun
Lit up orange like the sun.
Take me into the jungle.
Across the bamboo bridge.
To where it’s hot and humid.
And exotic creatures come to life.
Branches hit me in the face.
Bugs bite my hands and legs.
Greenery attempts to bury me.
But this is the life I want to live.
