Thursday, 29 August 2013

The Escapist

Racing fast
the city flies past
and I’m on the run again,
escaping to a distant place, my version of Neverland
nothing but a daisy and some poems to my name
nothing greater than the universe, but great all the same

watching life disintegrate into a nameless blur
and the air around me become my own imaginary world
my dreams dance over mountains and sleep in the sea,
churning restlessly with the tides, aching to break free

they flow between the cracks in space and crash down over me like waves
drowning me in the passions that my heart creates
here is where I want to thrive, here is where I’m home
in lands of adventure, in lands of the unknown
here is where I want to sing…here is where I’m me
in something so deeply hidden that only I can see.