Bubble Trouble

I'm in my bubble,

Where it is quiet, endless yet free,

Away from my troubles,

Which is chaotic, limitless and scary.

I adore it here, away from everything else,

Loving it more than anything else.

Can I stay here forever?

Can I go back never?

It covers my eyes and ears,

It soothes my anxious thoughts,

It strokes my wounded heart,

It keeps my head in the clouds.

I peek out my bubble, to where chaos lies await.

Where my trouble patiently waits to annihilate.

I don't wanna leave my blissful bubble,

But I have to leave before my trouble doubles.

Choose to leave, I do,

To look for what's beyond anew,

But what awaits me when I do see,

Is a glimmer of hope teasing me in glee.

Hope which makes me roar,

 Why I've not seen it before.

Makes me wanna break my bubble,

And push through my worst of troubles.

I look on, to what lies beyond,

Though the road ahead does not look upon me in fond,

Through the pain and the cold,

Each step I take, my new path unfolds.

A way set out with hope and new beginnings,

Wishing of me to reach its end grinning.