The Escape

So much change caused by so much pain

You try to clean it up, but even bleach can’t erase the stain

And now you have a house full of stained glass windows

The only time they look pleasing is when the light is piercing through

But they never are aesthetic because there’s only darkness in you

One day you tear down the wallpaper and replace it with your dreams

Except the only things that remain are the thousands of screams

You only want to demolish what’s left of the unfamiliar place

It was once called home, now its home to an unacquainted face

Thinking of this only makes your heart race to the beat of a distant drum

The only thing you can think to do is run, run, run

To a place so far away you can’t get there in a day so you keep running

And when you finally arrive, you can’t even imagine a life where you have survived

Without the surroundings in which you have found yourself

You sit and relax in the place you have always felt at home

When you are with nature there cannot be anything wrong

-A Guardian of Memories