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.

55 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Family to the 5 Power!
    Nov 15, 2018 @ 22:07:03

    You captured this feeling so well!

    Reply

  2. Laura M Bailey
    Nov 15, 2018 @ 22:37:02

    Love it! Me too!

    Reply

  3. Miriam Hurdle
    Nov 15, 2018 @ 22:39:24

    Isn’t it wonderful if we could feel free and do all those things again!! <3<3

    Reply

  4. JT Twissel
    Nov 15, 2018 @ 23:30:32

    Sounds like living in California right now – I want to escape.

    Reply

  5. Ritu
    Nov 16, 2018 @ 05:28:11

    Oh I love it sis!!!!!

    Reply

  6. Eric Alagan
    Nov 16, 2018 @ 07:41:52

    The simple joys of childhood…

    Reply

  7. Jordan
    Nov 16, 2018 @ 13:02:03

    Hallelujah! Me too!

    Reply

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  9. summertime75
    Nov 16, 2018 @ 14:58:56

    Real nostalgia, lovely

    Reply

  10. Lynz Real Cooking
    Nov 16, 2018 @ 18:35:30

    Lovely, those carefree days!

    Reply

  11. Betty Hayes Albright
    Nov 17, 2018 @ 05:16:54

    Ah, to be carefree and able to have real fun once again. At least we can do so in our imaginations. And through this poem of yours. 😊β™₯️β™₯️

    Reply

  12. Jane Dougherty
    Nov 17, 2018 @ 15:27:15

    Funny how we can all relate .

    Reply

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