#escape

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  • swaditi 4d

    Yes ,I want you to ask me what's wrong
    I want to collapse in your arms
    And cry my eyes out
    I want to tell you
    about everything that happened
    That broke me apart
    Though we have parted ways
    And we are no longer together
    But I still feel,
    I still feel that you are my only escape.
    ©swaditi

  • jpwriter 5d

    Time to Escape...

    Its time to escape
    Leave this reality
    Hell can just wait
    We defeat its fatality
    The nail that Can't break
    As they lead to come battle Me
    The holy grail is at stake
    So I need that mentality
    Watch the line & their bait
    As they bring Their Whole calvary
    Be the lions not the snake
    Devouring their calories
    I rather die than be fake
    Its just personality
    That combines with my fate
    Leaving no fallacy
    Shattered lies do forsake
    In their sour mortality
    As tattered Minds loose & break
    Like a tooth with a cavity
    How much more can I take
    Or is it all fantasy
    Im gonna bake the Whole cake
    Not just a Piece Of my sanity
    I really need to leave or just rake
    To find out the man in me
    My bones moan & ache
    I'd like to curse this profanity
    Time is just a loan From the bank
    As it humbled my vanity

  • anupriyachauhan18 1w

    Sorry

    A "sorry" can never ever mend the pain you give to someone or the pain someone gives to you.
    I think who so ever invented this word , gave all the wrongdoers quite an easy escape. Only a valid thing can be misused but according to me sorry is and can never be a valid thing to say in response for the wrong you do to someone or when you have been wronged. The mere use of the word "sorry" makes it something to be misused because its mere existence is something which can never be justified.
    You already did someone wrong , you already said something hurtful , it already did the damage, it already made them feel miserable about themselves and then a mere sorry does not ease them of the pain they already suffered. I guess more important is to accept your mistake because nothing can relieve them of their pain. But yes, in today's world saying sorry is appreciated because we feed on our ego(s) so much that even saying that one word crumbles our entire ego and when we choose to let that ego crumble and say sorry we are appreciated. To be honest, saying sorry is the bare minimum you can say to someone you did wrong because you made them feel things they wouldnt have felt if not for your fault.

    - Anupriya Chauhan
    ©anupriyachauhan18

  • emilylove1818 1w

    Promised Escape

    Being young is unfair when the minds of such are so small

    Luckily, these young minds were not small

    in fact... they held the key

    Barely 12
    Capable of escaping deaths arms
    At least for now
    Life is in their grasp

    What is possible when multiplied with the gift of teamwork

    This devil makes haste, working to abolish our objective

    "Living"

    The time is now to extract what these young minds are capable of

    An escape plan, where everyone lives

    Now finally, everyone gets to live
    At least for now.
    ©emilylove1818

  • erinrising 2w

    Escape

    I peer through a window called Past.

    The longer I gaze the harder to tell ~ fiction from fact.

    I see many lessons, imprints of time.

    Some change my life, others cut deep ~ ghosts in my mind.

    I cannot stay long, I must look away.

    Each moment I spend watching the past ~ risks that I'll stay.

    ©erinrising

  • porcupine 3w

    Confused

    Sometimes
    The thoughts are so
    Overwhelming

    So much
    The confusion is so
    Unbearable

    I wish
    To erase all the
    Memories

    And forget
    All that I can
    Remember

    Then vanish
    To start fresh , anew
    Elsewhere

    Begin again
    Find a home that
    Is everlasting

    To belong
    Where I'm at least
    Comfortable

    I dream of it
    Even though it's just
    A fantasy
    ©porcupine

  • _sups_ 3w

    Loser :

    I would rather be a
    Loser with satisfaction
    Than a
    Loser with regret
    ©_sups_

  • maevee 3w

    I've a folder with a hundred fifty photo's of you, each photo reminds me of the conversation that we'd, every photo reminds me of how at the time with each photo you'd send my heart would melt a little more for you, how it'd be my solace on a pathetic day and I wouldn't stop smiling at the stupid faces you'd send.

    I can see the exhaustion, happiness, excitement, frustration on your face every time I scroll right. I can see you living life in those bits and pieces, I can see the innocence and lonliness in those pictures. Then why is it that I couldn't see that you never loved me?

    I wanted to keep all those pictures as a memory of the months we'd spent apart, to remember you when we were apart since The Times I could see you, used to fly so fast. By having the pictures I could see you whenever I want. Then why is that I couldn't forsee that when you're gone I'll be still left with a hundred fifty photo's of you?

    There were times when after a stressful, prolonged call I'd come back to my wallpaper and find you staring right at me, I'd blush a little each time. There's a photo of you where sheru is licking your face, technically I should be jealous that the dog loves you more but it's my fav photo of you, it fills my heart with so much warmth, love and happiness.

    Now I'm just left with a hundred fifty photo's of you and a dozen voice notes. I don't open my image gallery anymore so that I by mistake don't end up looking at another photo of you since that causes a pit in my stomach, my throat gets dry and I go numb. All I'm left with is a memory of you.

    A parallel universe that our imaginary minds had created.. the one where it was just you, me, sheru and our cat. On the days when its impossible to go without looking at you, listening to you and the reality of you being gone strikes me.. I take resort in that imaginary mind, I go to our parallel universe, the one where we're having wine by the bottle and eating strawberry cheesecake in bed, giggling and laughing.

    I escape our dark reality, the one where you left me, the one where you didn't forgive me, the one where you couldn't see the light in me in my darkest hour. I yearn for that love and happiness forever even though I know you'll never come back and you've convinced yourself that I'm not waiting for you either. I'm holding onto our parallel universe where everything's still fine since all I'm left with is a memory of you in those a hundred fifty photo's of you.





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    A Hundred Fifty
    Photo's of You


    ©maevee

  • kaiotyk 3w

    The Taste of Music

    Freedom is a beat
    the heart aches for
    a song only you can savor
    words of the wild
    too sweet on your tongue
    bumping into the corners
    of your own mortality
    and letting your love
    hang loose
    ©kaiotyk

  • janaranjani_vezhavendan 4w

    You don't know where you are. It's too dark all around you. You are alone. And suddenly it becomes too cold sending you chills down your spine. That is when you realize you are not alone. You turn around to see that dark entity coming for you from afar. You run, you fall, you crawl as fast as you can. But the entity keeps getting closer and closer and closer. And you seem to not move at all. Now you see people around you, not noticinng you struggling. Not even aware of the fact that you are being chased by that deep dark entity. You don't understand why you keep running yet not move a bit from your place. And when the dark creep almost touched you, you scream!

    ...

    This could be one of your worst nightmares. This could be your current circumstances where you are stuck and everyone else is moving forward. That dark entity could be someone. Someone toxic. Someone whose presence threatens you. Or it could even be your shadow self, coming after you, trying to tell you something, wanting to make you listen to it, acknowledge it. Or like I said, it could just be one of your worst nightmares. A nightmare that wakes you up abruptly gasping for breath.
    But I am leaving it up to you. Interpret in your own sweet dark ways.

    ~©Janaranjani Vezhavendan

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    P.S. After nearly two long months of stalemate in expressing through words, I don't know why I chose to write something this dark! Anyways, written something after a long time. So that's that. ✒️

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    ...it could just be one of your worst nightmares. A nightmare that wakes you up abruptly gasping for breath.


    ~©Janaranjani Vezhavendan


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  • porcupine 4w

    Gone

    Sometimes I feel like I want to
    Disappear with the sun at night
    And hide with the moon during the day
    ©porcupine

  • quieth 5w

    world's a bad place..may it not be..so shall i wish to leave but just like dreams it won't work.. so obsessed with own misery..i am a stone and thoughts are the sea and so i shall not move and so shall i remain right here. What's the escape of this melancholy?
    ©quieth

  • lollipop71 5w

    My Poems

    My poems come from the heart.
    My poems come from deep within my soul.
    My poems are based on my life starting at a
    young age.
    My poems are more than just memories I wish
    Weren't there.
    My poems are an escape from the past and
    Present if only for a short period of time.

    If only we could make time stand still, put
    Life on hold, bury the unwanted memories.
    ©lollipop71

  • bird_of_ink 5w

    Escaping a Last Time

    Sitting in the room and droning out the laughter and screams around me, I inspected the bottle of pills and juggled with the thought of taking it. Already an established escapist, either in responsibilities or life, these pills were offering me the tantalizing escape to , (hopefully) another dimension. Giving in, I took a single pill and felt my life zoom past me.....
    Those childish glee and innocent escapedes , all flashing through. It felt as if I was floating in mid air in my room, and the illusions so soothing that I refused to come back and wake up to reality, for I decided to stay there, floating in the midst of daze, until a peaceful darkness engulfed me.
    The pills worked, I mused as the last vestige of consciousness slowly escaped from my eyes.


    ©bird_of_ink

  • charlieka 7w

    Escape

    the back of your neck
    told me everything
    5 minutes of silence
    stretched into black taffy
    softly pulling
    all the sweet moments
    into twisted shapes
    not fit for a mouth to taste
    I already know
    what your lips can't say
    ... your eyes have been
    traveling I 80 for awhile looking to escape


    ©charlieka

  • thunderstorms 7w

    Everyone wants an escape
    Escape from reality, Escape from memories
    Sometime escape from a person

  • abhishobi 7w

    Birdie Visitor

    A cute tiny sparrow,
    Just visited our temple today.
    Into a space narrow,
    Much to it's dismay.

    Nervous were those moments,
    Bird fluttered so anxious.
    Could see it lament,
    Help me O God gracious.

    Told the sweet little visitor
    Jump,fly out of the window
    In panic, saw me as horror
    And put a still show.

    Finally, got some grains,
    Place on the escape route
    Lo! he looked at them plain,
    Happily set out it's foot.

    Chirping something unknown
    He flew in a direction known
    Dint peck the grains near
    Sure freedom was more dear.
    ©abhishobi

  • starkanonymous 7w

    brain matters

    wading into water

    black and clear 'bove

    my head,

    while

    sharing all my power

    with the outside

    world

    ...

    swimming with the tigers

    lazy, gasping

    lungs of

    airing

    out all of my problems

    with the outside

    world

    ...

    floating 'mongst debris of

    broken rowboats

    and oars

    no life

    jacket to save my life

    from the outside

    world

    ...

    summer sunshine reflects

    gently off the

    water

    smiling

    with my eyes closed, shut off

    from the outside

    world

    ...

    rocking, waving motion

    lulling me to

    sleeping

    sinking

    deeper into, further

    from the outside

    world

    ...

    drowning, safely, softly

    inhaling the

    clear, black

    liquid

    gifted to me by and

    for the outside

    world

    ...





    "brain matters"
    6/12/21©starkanonymous
    @e.j.markt•writing|solutions
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  • propheticsinner 7w

    Weekends.....?

    Find your ESCAPE

  • thoughts_of_eesh 8w

    Banging the door
    to find an escape
    from this delusional reality!!!
    ©thoughts_of_eesh