Escape…

Everyday,
I try.

Try,
To escape.

From the demon,
That is…. myself.

Life has become noisy again.
Noisy,
Messy,
Chaotic yet,
Lifeless.

Dear God,
If you can hear me…
Please,
Help me….. escape.

Even,
If only for a day,
Let me escape,
To a place of peace…
A place, where,
I am welcome and celebrated.

If only for a day,
A place,
Where,
I can feel joy again.

Even If,
Its only,
For a day….

Images taken off Google Images. 

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What else is there to be concluded?

We wait,
To see,
A better tomorrow.

So much violence,
So much pain,
So much hate.

Each day,
The Sun rises,
Dulled,
By the fog,
Of our indifference.

The winds,
Carry deep within it,
The cries of our hearts and tears of the masses.

Surrounded by madness,
What else is there to be concluded,
That,
We are merely born,
To suffer,
Then die?

Images are my own prized pictures taken with my Samsung Galaxy Smartphone.