I’m enjoying these writing exercises of writing a short story around a poem that was written before-hand so I’m going to do it again. I’m going to try to stretch the walls of my imagination a little more…hmmmm….let’s see…this is so much fun. *thinking* OK ready set go! This poem/lyric set was titled Escapism. It was for a friend to use and chop up and make a song salad for his album. He may still use it so keep your hands off! (; Here’s my attempt to write a short story around Escapism….
I’ve had a reoccuring dream that I was running from something or someone since I was a child. I can’t remember the exact age that I began to have this dream. I never saw a face or figure in any of these dreams, but I only heard a voice within that urged me to Run! Run, Candice! No, not like Forrest Gump, I never had leg braces, thank God. Maybe it was something else trying to brace me…maybe it was a fear of something that I had yet to realize? Maybe it was something that would bring me peace, which is why I’ve been running restlessly.
What could be trying to hold me, keep me, stabilize me from escaping? I often think about what it would have been like if I was born in the times of slavery. I don’t think I would have made it. I’d either have to be free or dead. Even now its hard to work a 9-5 under somebody…an hour lunch? Please! Can I have two hours? So to be trapped…enslaved… I can’t fathom it! Underground railroad? Nah! I’d dare them to catch me in broad daylight! Kill me if you have to because this woman is running free!
But what have I been running from all these years? The fear of committment? The fear of being left alone? The fear of me? What is driving my propensity to run? I ran, I run, I’m running….and I didn’t train for this. But I keep running, and I haven’t yet even caught a glimpse of my destination. I guess that’s where faith comes in. Maybe I’ll run into an epiphany, stop and just embrace the whole of me!
Escapism Lyrics by Candice Georgia
Must have been a fleeting moment
The day your eyes met mine.
Thought those days would last forever,
Toffee eyes on coffee skin so fine.
Must have been a fleeting moment,
Still, I know our love stopped time.
Thought our days would last forever,
Thought you’d always be mine.
I didn’t want to wake from dreaming
I didn’t want this surreality to end.
I cherished our days as one–
I relished in our time spent, Together.
Our love can never be forgotten,
Day or night my dreams are just as sweet,
No nightmare ever befell me until
The night you escaped my dreams. Forever.
You can’t escape love when it rains or its cold,
We should love in winter as much as in Spring,
You can’t escape love in life’s off seasons,
As true love can endure anything,
An escapist never sees opportunity,
Forever eluding her dreams.
You’ve missed an opportunity at a real thing,
Dismissed the reality of loving me.
Must have been a fleeting moment
The day your eyes met mine;
Thought those days would last forever
Thought our love would endure for all time.
Will it ever?
And those were his words to me… but I ran, I run, I’m running, and I don’t know where to, I’m just always running. Getting tired though….I never trained for this. But I keep running, and I haven’t yet even caught a glimpse of my destination. I guess that’s where faith comes in. Maybe I’ll run into an epiphany, stop and just embrace the whole of me!
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