Escape

I want to run, I want to hide. I want to skip through water and go down a slide.

I want to have fun. I don’t want to stay here where it is all so grown up.

I am tired of relationships its all too hard to bare.

I need to kick my shoes off and slide down the bannister watch the shocked reactions I really do not care.

Searching for the sun-light, reaching for the clear.

I no longer recognised it, does it still exist, is it still here.

I need to count the buttercups and make a daisy chain

It will make lovely decoration but will it dull the pain.

Perhaps I could find Teddy,I left him in the den he and I spent hours there do you think we could again.

I want muddy fingers and dirty fingernails

I want a stick to run along the rails.

I want Ossie and Jinglebells please could I go play with them in some hidden dells.

Could I not paint a picture of a house and a huge sun

Could we just have one game of blindman’s bluff it truly would be fun.

I need to find the exit please which way is the door. I have to get out of here and play five jacks on the floor.

It is too hot to cope in here, there is not enough air to breathe.

I need to go now I have to get out of here.

I really have to leave. I want to jump in puddles and splash around in shiny red boots.

I want to swing from branches and hide secrets in tree roots.

I need to feel the sea air on my face, to let it blow my hair around so I have to fight to keep it off my face.

Is that a window. I can make my escape anything would be better than these feelings I have to fake. I want to have a tea party with dolly , yes I do. I want to mix a cake and lick the bowl out too!

I need to get as far away from here and run as fast as can.

I want to have a crust of new baked bread and smother it with jam.

I need to find the breeze and watch the blossoms sway.

I want to smell it’s perfume and get so far away from all the heavy duties I have to bare today.

A final little jump now and I am on my way

I have to just get home now and then I shall be free to dance and play.

Thursday photo prompt: Shadows #writephoto

This is my entry for Sue Vincent‘s #writephoto, Shadows.

Thoughts of a Ghost.

Am I awake or is this dream

There is no colour, everything monochrome.
Shadows lengthen belying the scene.

I am cold and a long way from home.

I cannot move I cannot speak

My mind is confused and my is body weak .

The Bedlam of war is strangely hushed.

Am I here, dieing alone

I try to move I know I must

Around me the spirits of fallen friend and foe.

The detritus of war, we lie dead with nowhere to go.

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