I have always been looking for an escape;
in the poetry, I let myself consumed by it
as I immersed myself into bit by bit!

in books, I let myself get lost in those phrases,
where I try to picture myself in those fictional images!

in music, I let myself float with its melody,
only to find myself drowning in the memories!

in colours, I drown myself in the tones and pour it all on the canvas,
while desperately hoping for this melancholy to vanish!

I miserably stare at the vast blue sky, I look for my solace in those fluffy clouds,
till the horizon is tinted with hues while I let loose all of my doubts!

yearning to escape I wander with the breeze,
rushing with its course but my mind nowhere near to ease!

will there ever be a day I could finally get away from this anguish?
or will my desperation for getaway will always remain an unattainable wish??

© heather