Escaping Reality

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 Escaping Reality

Ever since I was a kid I remember being lost in my own little world. I would pretend I was someone else who lived in a far-off land. I would pray at night to be taken away like in Peter pan or Narnia. This is acceptable as a child, my mom always did say I had a big imagination. That imagination as my mom called it should have diminished with age. As I got older I still fantasize and dreamed of far off places hoping still maybe Id fall into a rabbit hole and end up in wonderland. I look at the world with different eyes. Call me a dreamer or that I have my head stuck in the clouds. I wouldn't know how to think and see things differently if I tried. I feel things deeper and see things in a different light. I struggle with coming out of my fantasy world, it is safe there. The world is so cruel and unforgiving to those who are different like me. I've spent my whole life trying to escape reality as far as I run as hard as I hide it always finds me. I am always drawn back into its harsh grip.

Reviews

[Tanner Wright]

I love this poem. You take that feeling that some writers get (myself included) and gave it a physical sense. I think what attracts me so much is the use of recognizable metaphors that solidify your meaning. Well done

[Raina]

Thank you , I’m glad you could relate to it💕