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Escape

By Erica Costa










As I open the door of my malibu

Immediately I wonder where I’ll travel to

Keys already in the ignition

Take me somewhere far–I’m wishing.

Oh, how the wind blows.

I’m alive.

But I can barely feel my toes.


Let us climb the highest mountain.

Let us swim in the ocean.

Taste the wildest berries.

Bust the craziest dance moves.

Please don’t judge and disapprove.


I want to run away.

Well–not really.

Loved ones would probably go all willy nilly.

I crave freedom.

Free my mind

No more thinking

I said STOP.

It stops.

It stops when the frog hops.


It stops when I sit in the woods and the raindrops, I’m not in me.

head when I choose to be free in the real world, but I am too.

busy inside my head with my construction workers Building.

my dreamworld












Let’s go to a different country.

Or perhaps a different state

It could alter my state.

Of mind.

I’m tired of feeling blind.

I can see perfectly fine.

Inside my head of course

Reality check

I’m sitting by my desk.

Awaiting my next assignment

Remember to wear your mask.

Tic-toc tic-toc

I want to be in shock.

I want excitement.

Perhaps I change my major

Ugh! been there and done that.


I live in my head when reality appears dull.

It is entertaining inside.

But also, the scariest

Wish it could be all of the merriest.

The repetitive cycle of life

Did anyone get a knife?


You know for getting through the wildlife.

I’ll need it when I’m in the woods.

Getting away from real life

Seriously though

I want to chase the wind.

Blow me into the sweet nothings possibly.

somewhere with a beautiful sight, I’m not.

even afraid of a bite

Place me anywhere.

I don’t care.


Anyways,

I’m in the middle of nowhere.

Surrounded by violence.

Hatred

Ignorance

Opinion

Don’t forget to

Get a job.

Get a degree.

What the hell do you want from me!!??

I’ll see you all later.

Back inside my head, I’m a decorator.


I paint the walls green.

Nope, bright pink

And nothing stinks.

Because inside here

I am me.

Inside here

I don’t have to volunteer.

No more forcing words out of my peer

Back inside my head

I pretend.

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