The air turns thick,
heavy with heat.
The clock goes
tick tock, tick tock,
over, and over again.
We count every second
with bated breath
waiting for our freedom.
The sun shines brightly
through the doors beyond,
beckoning us.
It whispers,
"Come join the world
filled with laughter and light.
Shade your tired eyes
and bask in my warmth and glory."
We wish with all our hearts
to finally escape
our monotonous prison
and run into the land of joy.
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
The air turns thick,
heavy with heat.
The clock goes
tick tock, tick tock,
over, and over again.
We count every second
with bated breath
waiting for our freedom.
The sun shines brightly
through the doors beyond,
beckoning us.
It whispers,
"Come join the world
filled with laughter and light.
Shade your tired eyes
and bask in my warmth and glory."
We wish with all our hearts
to finally escape
our monotonous prison
and run into the land of joy.
