Paul Keirby, 22. This is what poured out of my own tortured mind. Some are from life experiences, others are a result of sitting on my own for far too long and letting my mind wander.

My Getaway

Sitting on my bench.
At the top of my hill.
Surrounded by my nothingness.
Listening to the silence.
Pure silence.
The rain.
Gently drumming in my silence.
Soothing my thoughts.
Easing some of my pain.
Relaxing my mind.
Washing away my worry.

Copyright 2000 by Paul Keirby