A twist and click sounded the lock
In a square box with littered shelves
Of pages in black and white,
And the quiet ticking of the clock.
Engulfed in a world unknown
Escaping from a present moment
No more eyes on disaster
For I am alone.
The coping of turmoil
Is the act of escapism.
Trying to tend a garden with healthy soil
My mind is still filled with cynicism.
It is time to pause
For in this moment safety is vibrant,
But for how long, no one can tell
Only action that can be taken, is to withdraw.
Fandango’s one word challenge – Ensconced || Hope you enjoy this daily prompt!
Like, comment, and follow for more!
Social Outlets: Twitter|| WritersWork || WattPad