...Escape

I wrote this poem back in March 2007, found it on my old blog that i deleted - reposting it here...

Escape

She woke up in the morning,
The summer sun in her eye
Blinking like the fire flickers
She dashes for the covers again

The depth of the disaster
Can be seen in the twists and turns
She fights with the morning
For setting the night to burn

Her nails need to be trimmed
Her life is robbed of meaning
She curls up against her self
And wills her misery dreaming

The dawn is her enemy
She lies in the worlds naked eye
Come dusk she can hide again
From the predators of her light

- A. Tulsiani