unicorn

when i'm feeling lonely, unreal, and looking for escape
thinking of a place that has no time or shape
transported to another world, gone to another place
vanishing without evidence, i disappear without a trace

you are my unicorn
you are my escape

existing in my own mind nowhere to be found
far from reality, i cannot be bound
i create the small creatures that become my friends
this strange cycle never seems to have an end

you are my unicorn
you are my escape

how can all these people always want to be alive?
every day's a struggle for them to survive
i don't see how they can live so happily
maybe they have lost their desire to be free

you are my unicorn
you are my escape

we take a walk in the dark, just you and me
talking of good old times when we were free
desires to be young again turn on imagination
a feeling of security and euphoric elation

Copyright © 1999 Keith Simmons