Voice of My Heart

Escapers

I love being in my own fantasy,
but even some nights get lonely.
That is until I found another escape.
One filled with people that I relate.

Though I know not of their truth,
their faces, their voice, or their bruise,
times with them are when I'm most loose.

They create personas of their liking,
sometimes one contrasting their original.
And the acts they play got me thinking-
Have I been putting up an act too?

Covering my flaws with what is better
Covering my pain so I can wail later
Changing myself from peer pressure
I dont have to do those with them here.

They are my home without walls or a roof
They are my warmth without any wool
They are my brightest stars and moon
They are the ones that boost my mood.

With them, nights of escaping reality
no longer feel empty and lonely.

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