The Daring Escape

An old woman sitting alone in a park
With eyes tearing regrets
And heart beating past

“I wanted to escape” she would say in her heavy voice
And, she did.
She escaped from reality.
Abandoning the love she had
Abandoning the people she lived with
“Escape was what I craved more” she would say in a sullen tone
And, she did
More than her life
Escape amazed her senses
Escape promised a new opportunity
A life without paradigms
A life without formalities

Was she selfish? Or was she helpless?
Was she weak? Or was she strong?

The little girl who escaped
Now, where did it take her?
Her present

An old woman sitting in a park.
With eyes tearing regrets.
And heart beating past.

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