The day

The day

A Poem by Maskedthoughts

My dreams of escaping-
Of leaving this all behind,
Is what gets me through the long drudging days.
The mere idea of planning it
Makes my heart beat faster
And forces the breath from my lungs.

Year after year I've sat here
Hoping, wishing, imagining;
The day I could escape this treacherous city,
Surrounded by fake people
And go on to find a place that makes me happy.
To find people who accept me.
To live my life to its potential.

The visions of bustling streets and city lights,
Long nights laughing with friends,
Standing under an archway with my true love.
Traveling, experiencing, living;
These thoughts, theses dreams
Put me into a sate of enchantment and desire

Although for now I am left here in my room
Going on with the long days
Faking my happiness...
But soon enough I will be free
And on my way to my destiny.
Nothing will stop me.
Nothing can hold me back.
For my life has just begun
And I'm ready for it all
The good, the bad and the ugly.
It's time for me to live,
It's time for my hopes to become a reality.
It's time for me to go.

© 2013 Maskedthoughts


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Added on October 30, 2013
Last Updated on October 30, 2013
Tags: Future, hopes, dreams, escape, travel, life, Want, high school, university, leaving

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Maskedthoughts
Maskedthoughts

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