Take a seat by the window
Preach all day I still sin though
this is not my way a life
you live for the day
but you cant sleep all regrets creep at night.
in my dream world i am free
instead of being rooted into the ground like the
old oak tree
that sits on top of the hill so lonely.
hopping one day to be blown from the ground
and hopping one day to look in a mirror and being ok with what i have found.
because its myself..
this ship has sailed on my time and it started to sink
I dont know where i could go but its fun just to think
that there is a place just for me.
a dream i found and i wish not to wake
what a mistake to not go how long should i wait
I planned this for a while my great escape.
bare footed in a grass on a sunny day
a place i could happily stay.
no bars no locks no killers no cops.
no guns no shots
no judgement just laughter
no more death no more disaster.
no more questions just answers.
Another day another and another
here is to those who feel the trap
we could all leave one day and never come back
no worries no walking on eggshells and slipping through cracks.
We won’t be alone
No Kong’s no thrones
no judgement no hate
One day this one will throw up his twos and
escape.
- Author: Dakota (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 20th, 2019 03:29
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 28
Comments2
Escaping the confines of religion?
I liked it! Thanks for writing.
Thank for reading I aperciate. But ya that’s deft a part of it.
good write.
Thank you
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