i feel escape
i feel the go
i feel the life
to-and-fro
i feel the undoing of all that is done
i feel the freedom and it isn’t fun
it isn’t fun they scream
it sounds as if a dream
a dream where I am here
a dream which is full of fear
the fear of all that is seen
here which where i have been
as i cry and weep to my mother
i look up and see my brother
as i scream and cry out loud
i begin to feel a shroud
a shroud of silence that screams
screams for me to stay
stay where i was layed
but feeling more and more afraid
afraid of what this world can bring
afraid of everything that is starting to begin
i see my parents looking down at me
i see their smiles full of glee
full of happiness of the child
the child that is me
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 11:05 AM UTC
i feel escape
i feel the go
i feel the life
to-and-fro
i feel the undoing of all that is done
i feel the freedom and it isn’t fun
it isn’t fun they scream
it sounds as if a dream
a dream where I am here
a dream which is full of fear
the fear of all that is seen
here which where i have been
as i cry and weep to my mother
i look up and see my brother
as i scream and cry out loud
i begin to feel a shroud
a shroud of silence that screams
screams for me to stay
stay where i was layed
but feeling more and more afraid
afraid of what this world can bring
afraid of everything that is starting to begin
i see my parents looking down at me
i see their smiles full of glee
full of happiness of the child
the child that is me