My mental escape, a frantic need (POEM)

My mental escape, a frantic need,

No time for questions, no planting of seed.

Just running, running, a soul takes flight,

Away from shadows, towards the light.

Into the wild, where tall trees stand,

Through sunlit air, an untamed land.

A boundless freedom, cool and deep,

Secrets the silent forest keep.

Oh, I can feel it, the sweet release,

A fragile moment of vital peace.

Away from my life's harsh reality,

A sacred haven, just for me.

Here, I can breathe, and truly stray,

From the sharp edges of yesterday.

I cling to sanity, hold it fast,

Lest this fragile tether finally cast

Me into madness, a swirling void,

By every crushing truth destroyed.

I try, oh how I try, to turn away

From that dead voice, whispering decay.

I crave to be free from this deep-felt pain,

A wound too vast, too hard to explain.

Tragedy brought me to this dark shore,

Pain broke me, to my shattered core.

Loss left its mark, a deep imprint,

Of joys I lost, every single hint.

I will never smile, truly, in my real plight,

Not in the glare of life's unforgiving light.

But in this escape, wide and free,

A genuine smile blossoms on me.

Here, I am whole, vibrant, unrestrained,

The me I long for, perfectly unchained.

My mental escape, oh let me explain,

A place where hope begins to reign.

It's going to happen, it must for me,

Happiness, joy, a blossoming spree.

Oh God, my God, you hear my plea,

In this mind-haven