Poem -
My escape
The kid in me
Is trapped by reality
Trying to be set free
By the words to create a new and better story
Some need substances to feel glee
My substance is creativity
The child inside
Wants reality to slide
But has to hide
In stories to prevent a reason to confide
While monsters leave others mortified
A shield of pages are on my side
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Miss Heunis, ya know what I like about your stuff? It seems like you're sitting at your kitchen table, really thinking about your life, I can almost see you there, I know because I've been there trying to hash out my feelings while using words to discover myself.............good write.....I have a feeling there's a lot more to come......looking forward to it..............well done.........tony xx