Treasure Island

The runner who hides

(In may / Maine)

Escape


Escape 5-15-08
Escape from these walls
Escape from this mind
A place where dreams shit the bed
And hope dies

Escape from this hell where anger lies
A place called my mind
Escape these four walls that suffocate me
While I’m Still alive

I’m still alive
But inside I’m dying
With every Laugh I live
With every Fake smile I’m slowly dying

Same shit different day
When Will I Escape
This mind I call hell.

Escape and keep running
Never looking back
At the Pain
At the Heartbreak

Moving forward
This is My great escape
My great adventure
Keep running
Never looking back

My great Escape
The music playing
The adrenaline running through my veins
Cut Myself

Escape from this hell I call my mind
This is my great escape

Submitted: Thursday, May 15, 2008
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