Vacate

Anxiety! My nerves are toast!
A long escape, I need the most.
I want a room, an ocean view.
This boring place, I’ll trade for new.
I’ll give my heart soul and time.
Damn the cost it shall be mine!
Like a star without the pay,
I’ll take my heart and fly away!
But everywhere my travels took,
I’d find myself in a book.
At hotels, ships, an unreal crowd.
We’d party hard and party loud.
My peaceful home called to me.
I dreamed of quiet, dreamed of trees.
The gentle breeze I’m feeling now.
Away from noise, away from crowds.
Away from cars, away from planes.
A patch of sod that stays the same.
Watch the leaves that slowly fall.
Close my eyes as wild birds call.
My home’s OK, at least it’s real.
Relaxing here, that’s how I feel.

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