Sweet dreams


A TEMPORARY ESCAPE FROM REALITY IS BETTER THAN MY REALITY
I WOULD CHECK MY PRESCRIBED TIME, PACK MY BAGS, RECLINE MY SEAT AND WAIT FOR TAKE OFF
GIVE OR TAKE 30 MINS AND IM READY FOR MY ESCAPE
ON THIS VACATION, SUNNY SKIES MELT MY SADDENED HEART
ON THIS VACATION, THE TROPICAL WATERS COOL MY WORRIED MIND
ON THIS VACATION SILENCE IS LOUD YES BUT THIS IS THE ONLY TIME ITS PEACEFUL AND WANTED
I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE THIS PLACE, I ABSOLUTELY DREAD GOING BACK
AT MY REALITY ALL THAT AWAITS ME IS TEAR FILLED PILLOWS, AND PAID COMPANIONSHIP BY A THERAPIST
NO HUGS, NO WARMTH, NO LOVE, NO FRIENDS, NO FAMILY, NO DAD, NO MOM, NO HUSBAND
JUST WHITE WALLS AND A GATED DOOR WITH A GATED WINDOW PEERING INTO THE SCARY WORLD
I WISH I COULD STAY HERE, NO BILLS, NO STRESS, NO GRIEF, NO DEPRESSION, NO WORRY
BUT I HAVE TO WAKE UP AND ENTER BACK INTO REALITY, FOR THIS ESCAPE WAS TEMPORARY.

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