My escape...

My escape...

A Poem by Chesney W.

This life is too much to handle.

Thank God for my few escapes...

 

My friends help with my problems,

they help me face the struggles.

 

But my escapes help more..

writing,

reading,

music,

all of these truly help me through all this crap..

 

school is just a passing time,

I still think of all the mess at home..

 

But when I'm writing,

I think of what could be..

 

When I'm reading,

I think of the world I entered in the book..

 

When I'm listening to music,

I think of others struggle and what they do to get through it..

 

My escapes help more than any regular friend ever could..

 

But my greatest escape is when I'm with my best friend..

 

 

© 2012 Chesney W.


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everybody has an escape. Art is that escape for multitudes. Music, Writing, and Reading are obviously important to you. I too escape to these. good work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


i love you too sis :') great write (encore encore)

Posted 12 Years Ago


@Coyote Poetry : no prob....lol........

Posted 12 Years Ago


You are very wise. Good friends make you strong and keep you safe. Poetry and music are good things. Allow us to think and ponder life. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Chesney W.
Chesney W.

Grove Hill, AL



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Hello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..

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