the art of escaping

How do we evade the shadows that linger,

And keep the ghosts of our past at bay?

Should we flee from their haunting whispers,

Or seek refuge in the light of day?

We're ensnared by the specters of uncertainty,

Blinded by the illusion of control,

Yearning to break free from their grasp,

Yet tethered to the memories that take their toll.

How can we master the art of escape,

When the weight of our burdens weighs us down?

Do we dare to confront the demons within,

Or do we continue to run from what we've found?

In our quest to outrun the inevitable,

We stumble along the path of our fate,

But perhaps true liberation lies not in flight,

But in facing our fears before it's too late.