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Tempted to escape
from reality's cage.
Dive into my dreams,
release all my rage.
Revel in freedom,
ignoring my past.
A glimpse at a future
that flew by to fast.
But who would be here?
If I never returned...
content to be free,
leaving lessons unlearned.
Trying to find out
who I could have been,
if not for the pain
inflicted by men.
And what if I failed?
And couldn’t come back.
Because of bridges I burned
and all that I lack.
Where would I go?
Would it be worthwhile?
Just for a chance
at this new lifestyle.
And who could I turn to...
There isn’t anyone.
About the Creator
Debra Herrington
I've been writing since I was 16, I use poetry as a means of expressing my opinions and feelings.
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