Hide behind the lies, the deceit, the facade of something real
Hide from all the pain, all the hurt and aching that you feel
Hide behind the fantasy, the other world, other realm and place
Hide from all the anger that creeps into your every space
Run from the feelings those things with which you can’t deal
Run to all the things that you’ve made up, none of it real
Run from that hole that is now inside your chest
Run to all the things that will never complain, yell or protest
Live away from those people that really do care
Live in that world that you’ve created to always be there
Live away from the horrors and tragedies that grip your life
Live in that place where you control who and what can cause your strife
Die without the people who held your hand along the way
Die in that place that knows nothing of what you feel today
Die without your family and friends by your side
Die in that place that forever houses your pride
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