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I fabricated a world So I could escape my pain. A place where I could live With no hopelessness or shame. It's a world where I'm alone, In a oasis with a lake.
Delve into the rabbit hole, And push away your fears. Follow the white rabbit down, And wipe away your tears. Flee with me to Wonderland, And hide from all your pain.
What am I for, if not to write. What else helps me sleep at night.
#100days The chalice of old, The golden goose. That beautiful dream, To escape from the noose. Working week, Miniscule weekend. Bosses and colleagues Drive us round the bend.
The gentle brush of soft grass The sky, clearer than glass. Lovely flowers sway In the warmth of midday. Cool water flows Right over our toes.
Under the sheets. A mystical event. A magical world. I'll tell you the current. Where parents and jobs. Are all forgotten. Escape from the real world. Forget the rotten. I wish I could stay.
I want to travel some where far. A place of my own with no one else. I dream of escaping this messed up world. And finding myself the real true me. Who knows what I'll find hidden far away.
I'd like to take a day long bath and wash all my woes away Let the soothing hot waters surround me and my mind just go astray I'd let the soapy bubbles swim around and fill my body with ease As I...
#household I know a way to travel anywhere you like And it's cheap, easy and free. They can take you literally everywhere - And with the easiest journey.
Ouh the feeling of sleeping late to talk to your dad & the tiredness of waking up in the early morning to go to work . I'm partially stoning in the bus & imagining ..
I'm away with the fairies So don't come looking for me. I'm away with the fairies To drink gingerbread iced tea.
This is where I get away from all the stresses of life. Where everything that can go right does so. Where you could be walking in a sunny, lush, green vineyard. Surrounded with grapes that are ripe.
Why would you want reality, when the written word makes you so much more free. When adventures and treasures you could never own, are open and offered and planted and grown.
When I'm trying to escape my reality. I sit myself beneath the Opussian Tree. There I'll stay and take it all in. I am pure there, stripped of sin. Never did you see such a beautiful place.
daydreaming our fears away, catching any imagination that's gone stray, moulding it together like clay, freeing our mind letting our thoughts play,. when I'm lost in a song,.
Alone in the dark I don't have to be me, I can fly with the seagulls far out to sea, Or hunt with the eagles on mountains and moors, And lay with the driftwood on tropical shores.
I want to astro travel. See whats out so far. I want to leave these hassles. And shoot about with stars. I long for a life so simple. A place where I can rest. A place where love can kindle.