The dayA 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 AuthorMaskedthoughtsCanadaAbout"As a writer if someone falls in love with my work, I know they have fallen in love with my mind. Having no idea what my face looks like, they chose my mind. Art may be the only place a women can hold.. more..Writing
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