Far Away Land

 

Far Away Land

I don’t know why,
but lately tears gather like storms,
my heart feels sick,
my mind an empty room,
my brain aching with silent thunder.

I dream of escape—
a faraway land beyond this weight,
where sorrow dissolves into laughter,
where every face blooms with sunlight,
where no shadows follow.

I want to scream,
like they do,
to loosen the knots inside,
to free the heaviness
that chains my chest.

I want to be happy,
to smile like them,
to breathe in light without fear,
to live in a place
where the sky whispers only joy.