Escape

How does being someplace else,
make everything ok?

Mind racing
wanting to run

to someplace different,
someplace fun.

A coffee shop,
though abundant here,

doesn’t stop
the urge to run.


How does seeing someone,
satiate a need?

Physical contact,
calming tones,

breathing easier,
not alone.

Welcoming arms,
offer comfort.

Just one night,
a mere few hours.


How close
can someone be?

Time apart,
wanting to be close.

To interact,
have contact,
but not consume.

Resistance broken,
a heart healed.


Is it safe?
No answers here.

When will I not be alone?
In a place where uncertainty grows,
in a world always uncomfortable,
like a new pair of jeans...
that never break-in.

Comforted by friends.
Their caring eyes
and sincere words...
all bounce off the walls
carefully constructed,
surrounding me,
protecting me,
and separating.... us.

Separating them
from me.
The world,
from my world.
A place I've come to know.
A place comfortable and...
in which I'm in control.

In which no one can hurt me.
I am safe.
I am..... alone.

Questions

What is it about being tired,
that brings delusion?

What is it about pain,
that creates revenge?

What is it about solitude,
that brings comfort?

Why do emotions,
bring depression and ecstasy?

What is depression,
if ecstasy doesn't exist?

What is wholeness,
to one who is not fragmented?

Why do we ask questions,
if no answers exist?