An escape.
Everyone has different escapes
A way to drift apart from the reality
A fantasy world you create for yourself
Having things that bring you joy
Definitely not in reality but in the illusion you created
When things get tough
You escape,away from everyday grinds
Into a place only you know
The one which exists for you to let go of your sorrows
I have my own escape
So does everyone else
It doesn't matter what exactly it is
As long as it takes you away from miseries
Even for a short while
Even if it's not permanent
It's still a thing of joy.