escaping into the unkown

distracted by the day
and observing patiently at night
i wait for the moment to rise again
take a deep breath and count, again

but it pushes me away
and keeps me curious about the unknown
tempts me with the playful gesture
and ignores me at my highest pride

when life's beauty was just a word
and not a living truism
and all the exploration seemed
just like a pointless escape