Everyday,
I wish I could live in a fantasy.

I hope to escape the crushing reality,
Even though it means running away,
Like a spineless coward.

Why can't life be merciful?
Why can't I live it without tears of sorrow making themselves be known,
Once in a regular blue moon?

I try to escape,
But the voices in my head bring me back.

They tell me I should face reality,
No matter how choking it is.


© Enma Eden