To escape, find my existence of self
To escape, and realize my guilt
To be free of my burden
How I long to escape the box society puts me in and find myself in another sort of box
Preferably that of a coffin
The coolness of the earth surrounds my still body on that sturdy platform
A stone with name engraved
The dirt above me fresh with grass seed
My body to be never touched again
To escape, to be alone
To escape, to be happy
To be free of my life
