The Other Side.

@eddie12309
Improvisation challenge.

I've always thought the grass was greener on the other side.
Now I'm here I doubt I'll make it out alive.
I'm walking on the broken shells of a hundred eggs.
I've lost my heart and can't find my head.
I'm searching for familiar hands, to bring me back to familiar lands.
In this greener land there is no emotion.
If time passes, it's in slow motion.
Longing hangs in the air, so thick I can smell it.
I shield my face in vain to dispel it.
But this new world is draining me, I can't breathe.
Take this poppy to remember me...It's time I leave.