ESCAPING MYSELF

ESCAPING MYSELF
My thoughts are my worst enemy as they act as a soothing remedy but with a twist of emotions a torture of mental devastation
I have a heart which can not erase life’s bitter footprints which exist of past emotional scares
Healing seems to only exist by death because at this point it seems to be the only reasoning of escape
Escaping myself as I am an enemy of which has yet to meet its defeat
I am my worst enemy as I am unable to forget what pains life has bestowed upon me
Sometimes I wish I could drift through space alone with nothing but the star and moon to keep me company
The darkness which exist inside me has been expose to light but that light was snatched away by disappointment
Solitude is the barrier I hold strong to as my mind and heart self destruct into my own willing demise
Again I am trying to run… run my way to a place which holds protection but as hope drains this vessel of a soul I will continue to find a way to escape myself