Im an escapist Yep its time to get away The day like any other Outside forces conspire to smother The flames of desire Raging like wild brush fire Its so easy to inundate Your true state with one full of compromise Content with your comforts til you realize The size of the faade youve placed before G-d So just how do you set it straight? And capture what you were initially after? Yet another question for which I lack an answer Can you outpace disaster if you run faster? Not carrying the worlds weight Or a seemingly equivalent amount Deep within can be a hard fought bout Time to refocus Escape Be without And Im out
Im an escapist Yep its time to get away From bright lights and towers Leaches Vampires And those who devour All of the nectar and taint the very essence of the flower So now its time to motivate Far away from the weeds and fields of barren seeds To cultivate the mind state that you need And later assess any mess and make progress And no No need to set a date Cuz this process occurs and is constant See life can be overwhelming from the onset But theres paradise here for the one who truly wants it So go Dont just contemplate All the possibilities and what ifs Or become numb drowning sorrows by the fifth Pour the pain down the drain and make the scenery shift