ESCAPE
We may breakaway and hide out
on an island for a little while
because sometimes, this is all
what we need to do.
Recharge, release, refocus,
and find refuge and
in the middle of a vast ocean
of overwhelm and confusion,
a bit of land on the horizon can
be like a lighthouse in the dark.
But when the sun on our skin begins to burn
and the water is still too salty to drink,
our island can become unliveable.
When the visions of what we thought we
left behind come back to our dreams,
it might be time to return to the world,
it might be time to tend to your heart
and your grievances,
it might be time to make your peace.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING
ESCAPE
We may breakaway and hide out
on an island for a little while
because sometimes, this is all what we need to do.
Recharge, release, refocus, and find refuge and
in the middle of a vast ocean of overwhelm and confusion,
a bit of land on the horizon can be like a lighthouse in the dark.
But when the sun on our skin begins to burn and the water is still too salty to drink, our island can become unliveable.
When the visions of what we thought we left behind come back to our dreams,
it might be time to return to the world, it might be time to tend to your heart and your grievances,
it might be time to make your peace.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING