Escaping from Reality

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:41

I lay there on the calm waves of the ocean I can feel the sand and the salt brushing up agaist me. I lay where nothing else matters. The bad has dissapeared. There is only good where I am. I lay there seperating from the world. Escaping from reality. Its only me now. I lay there dreaming. I sit up woken by  screeching crows singing as they fly above the big field of prickely grass and weeds where I lay.