Escapism Fantasies
This poem expresses the burning pains I feel from all the things I want for myself but yet can't find the push inside myself to fully break free from the safety of my personal shelter.
By Kate JagerPublished 9 years ago • 1 min read
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A path that becomes a circle
A brightness that doesn't reach my darkness
A routine that perfectly keeps me trapped
Can a person really be alive when a day feels like a decade
Driven by desire but beaten down by fears
There is nothing yet there is everything
So many emotions yet complete nothingness
There isn't much to say but somehow my mind screams anyways
Another routine no one sees
Expectations and failures
Motivations and disappointments
Somewhere there is a escapism
For now a fantasy
But what is the line between fantasy and reality
Perhaps soon I will be able to tell...
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Kate Jager
Cat mom and fangirl
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