Escape

Run away from the pain
Drink the pain away
Work the pain away

Celebrate survival

Food has become more than fuel

We indulge in distractions

We run away from the pain
We run away from ourselves 
We eat to feel satisfied with our lives

The discomfort is excruciating 
We cannot sit with ourselves for a moment and face reality 

We would like a sweet escape
the rush, and the high of pleasure
We indulge in pleasure to run away from pain 

We run away from the truth

Captivating sensations so alluring;
Antidote or anthesis
Anything to cope

Representations of our desensitization 
figures trying to figure it out
With blurred vision
Anything to separate me from myself

A Placeholder to hold space for the emotions
 I hide that later latch on to my body like a parasite sucking the earth out of me 

Until I am forced to numb myself with escape 

I bandage them and as to not burden my life 
I don’t have time to feel, I need money 
Repressed emotions linger and haunt me 

My shadow is lurking behind me 



Michelle Berko is a Ghanaian- American writer and visual artist. She is 26 years and has interests in film, psychology, dance, and surrealism. She's a mental health advocate who uses poetry as a tool for healing and self-expression
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