Running from insanity

The voices around me
Are driving me insane
Empty cartons of people
Fussing about futile things
Only talking because the silence
Is unbearable; maddening.

And my mind tends to abscond away,
Far from this world that trite, bland
To the lands where the people are valiant
And the water one shade lighter
Than in this world of plain gray.

Stories yet to unfold. Tales that are not told.

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To him love was like fire.
It was beautiful from a distance,
but once he got close it burned,
and if got too close he took a step back.
To avoid the pain,
to keep his heart in place.
In the town he was known as ‘The Player’
but behind all of that flirting
and the smooth comments
hid a scared and insecure boy
who only had one wish.
For a girl to see through this act of his.
And be with him.
In spite of his flaws and scars.