Flee from the impossible

Reality. . . .

Something we all tend to escape somehow

Tell me what you do to escape it?

Do you listen to music?

or Do you hit the gym?

Mine’s a better way to feel

To live so many lives and be free

I flee to different lands each day and each night

Because words have the power to hold me upright

I flee from everything that I’m not

I flee to everything I want

Flee to the stories

I flee from “impossible”