I feel like I could fly away,
into a land of great escape.
I'm feeling the pain wishing it was just the rain i'm hearing.
I want to relax, make me calm.
And still I think of what went wrong?
I ask myself almost everyday,
it makes me so mad I can't think straight.
Now i'm in this land of fear,
and I'll be damned if I won't get out of here.
Like this. We all need to escape sometimes. Good write. Take a look at my poem called, Astral plane. Its one way of escape.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, very well written, I enjoyed it Thoroughly. :)