Castles of sand....

To lease this life,
and walk away.
Claim sabbatical
and overstay....
Between status-quos
and fast paced days;
orphan hours
will find their ways.
Will walk the track,
trudge the drudge,
and die the death;
-as unborn face!
Don't cling to me,Life!
Learn living 
In-absentia.
In silent sepia!
For
I may walk away,
claim sabbatical
and overstay...