A midnight flight away and clear
World in my wake
Heart consumed with fear
Slate washed clean the river unknown
Judgements left behind
No longer at home
Possessions abandoned no note composed
Identity made anew
On my back only clothes
Reality changed as the sun went down
Releasing myself
With barely a sound
No tearful goodbye vanished without trace
Claimed by the night
Nothing left in my place
The thought that escaped 
Beautiful.
thank you, I often find the idea of just slipping away in the night appealing. Not that I would ever do it.
I have moments where I would have 😉
this is absolutely beautiful. thank you for sharing it.
🙂 I think everyone likes the idea of letting everything go and becoming something new even if it is only a brief flirtation in their mind.
I find idea romantic … I actually once did slip away unseen in the night, though it didn’t turn out well 😉
Same here. Though I know full well if I ever tried I would probably be killed for the attempt (in no way is that a complaint). I skipped countries once but everyone knew I was going.
this part specifically,
No tearful goodbye vanished without trace
Claimed by the night
Nothing left in my place
struck a cord with me, because I think we all believe this on one level or another. I think we feel that sometimes we could just skip away and start over with no one ever being the wiser. I don’t necessairly think that’s true. But I think we all feel it sometimes.
I think you are right on both fronts, I doubt that there are many people out there that haven’t dreamt of the escape but those same people also know there will always be people around to miss them. 🙂