Escape Poem by stephen morris

</>The light, where does the light go, on this dull and god forsaken night,
they fall so gently, they sway to and fro, the leaves of natures delight.
A window is the portal to another life outside, another world to behold,
but you sit and stare, you look elsewhere, outside seems way to cold.
You drift away to pastures new, where no one else has seen,
the pleasures that are here for you, your the cat that got the cream.
The worn and seasoned wood beneith your head can comfort give,
take up in arms the offering and in your dreams lets live.
Your eyes now closed you drift away,
your head lays down on country hay,
A smile appears from down below,
at last you`ve found the way.
To happier time or something new, the wind blows sweet deliverence,
a childhood memory fills you full,
or is it just plain ignorance.
who cares but i you ask yourself, this world is mine to own,
no bills to pay no time to sway, the dog who got the bone.

Your limbs hang lose below the desk the sandman brings his load,
of starry nights and rainbows ends, the offerings explode.
Peace at last, a soul at rest, no more can mortals bring,
the pains that held you hostage the chains of life now swing.
Freedom is all that you desire, the luxury of youth,
well now my friend take comfort and let all your cares go lose.

Before to long this melancolly life will drift away,
and up you`ll get to start again another acheing day.