no escape

sometimes I want to run
leave it all behind me
everyone around me holding the bag
I never get too far
reality catches me up
teams up with conscience
both ally with hindsight
and together gang-beat my ego
leaving me to crawl back
to pick up the pieces

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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