Escape
Isn't that what we all yearn for?
A short lived happiness
And selfconvicton
That all is as it should be
Moments of solitude
The smell of sunrise
The warmth on our faces
Maybe a wet soil under our feet
Slowly heating up while we walk
We love to hide under it
The beauty is always appealing
The fragrance like that of a flower
Yes, we delude ourselves
Escape
But pain
The ultimate sacrifice
How we know we're still alive
Is ever present
Patiently awaiting our arrival
