Yearning

This would be the perfect day
A day of a warm embrace
The icy winds caress my face 
As I think of what could have been
What could be
What can be

Reality is a disappointing daydream

What lies within
My imagination 
Is world full of vividity
So I choose to be sedated
By my hopes and dreams 
Escapism is the only way to soothe
My empty heart

So I say to those that may not understand
That may say I’m childish 
And that I could do without ‘Wasting’ precious time

I’m not bound by time like all of you
I’m looking for a way to break this chain of mediocrity and fatality
Life isn’t as beautiful as one makes it out to be
I’m searching for a way to escape this insanity

Freedom, give it to me…

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