My EscapeA Poem by Khaotic KatastropheA story can be told, of my escape, Of how I came out of nothing, to be what I am. My escape is very close to my heart. Something I think about all the time, along with things that are driving me crazy. My escape keeps me alive and sane. Every time I slip and get hurt. Whenever a thought passes through my head of death. My escape tells me the story of how once when I was at the point of insanity, as now. I found my escape. Using that gift with the help of others, I know, though it may seem impossible. I can overcome. © 2010 Khaotic Katastrophe |
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