Escape

Daring to do that which had always been in the back of her mind. Run. The intoxicating thrill of simple day dream, of what it would be like, to defy everything within her, had always been enough. But one stone too many had been dropped upon her. One too many to just ignore. It was either lay beneath and die of suffocation, or break free and run. Everything within cried out to be free, to will her muscles to move and break away. To no longer think, but to just act.

She struggled to shift past the weight. Weight placed upon her by those constantly around her. Responsibility. Expectations thrown at her, to live the life she had locked herself into. Sensibility always a close companion. Never having had childish fantasies carried out through immaturity. Meticulously living, so as to not mess up. Denied the priveledges of mistake. As tight as her life held her, stricter still did she bind herself. A close watch by day, prying eyes by night. None left her be. Simply, her mind begged her flee.

Inside, a barren land marred by war. To love or not to love? So simple were the words, yet locked tight within. His life, his worries, had become her own. Yet, oblivious was he to the power that he held over her. She wanted to be a part, but dared not voice the words. Moment after moment passed, the suspense building. To be with him. To see his eyes look upon her with loving adoration. That was what she desired. But she could not, she dared not. All but he could see this love grown so carefully. And so, her devoted heart lay dieing on the street, with nothing to shield it from the cold.

And so she escaped the only way she knew how.

Opening her window, glaring down at the ground. How far, she did not know. But jump she did. Nights cool air flew all around her, entangling her, egging her further. One step and then another. Without a backward glance, she set her sights upon the moon and its elegant glow. So enticing. Her footsteps quickened, her breathing picking up pace. She left the light of her barred home.

Leaves rustled all around. The thrill of carrying out her long nurtured escape, filled her veins. On she fled. Over logs, fallen trees, the grass wet beneath her barren feet. The darkened depths of a distant lake reflected night times sky king, seen in pieces through the trees. The evening croon of darkness’ creatures were heard all around. Danger lurked around every corner. Fear finally pushed past the intoxication, reaching into her senses.

And so she returned to the room that held her captive, never having left it. As minutes ticked by, she finished typing the last few words of her longed for dream. Remembering why she dared not escape. She knew not what was out there. Dared not find out. But one day, perhaps she’ll find escape beyond her words, one not only inside her head.