swEet eScaPe

i took some phrases from easystreet and the three words from 3WW

i know exactly how
to go to hell.
there’s no need
for an emphasis
on how I’ve been
caught with my
neck suffering
from a sideburns…
don’t ask…
i have just gotten off
a ride, generously
given by this
so called life.

an average person can say,
“that’s immaterial,
since you’ve survived
anyway.”
but this immaculate loser
is uncomplaining,
even there’s this scratch
that reminds me of
the pain and the lessons
that i have learned…
this life might be unjust,
but i still must be
thankful for the one i got…

pressing my cheek
to your palm,
feeling the warmth,
without words
you’re giving me security.
with one look
you’ve saved me
from painful agony.

how will i be able to stay away,
without crumbling
as i move an inch from you?
i am supposed to fall…
but that pressed lips
told me enough words
needless to speak…
you’ll let go of yourself
just to hang on me.

how could i not memorize
your every slope,
every curve, every line,
when i am breathing you
as my life,and you’re
inhaling every part of me?
under each other’s skin…
you reside in my veins
i live in your heart.
without a single space
can break the
connecting line.

so please…

leave me here
in this paradise…
don’t wake me up…
don’t let the demon crawl inside.
let me stay here forever -
where you’re part of me
and i am part of you…
don’t let reality takes over…
don’t take away what’s
grasping my sanity.

hope is my oil
against the reality.
soothes my soul
whenever i am in distraught.

dreaming wide awake
is my escape to the world,
playing it fast forward
leaning as it’s pace
slowly turns…

taking away one block
will surely weaken a spot.
without much calculation
nor thoughts, i can
safely rest,pretending
one foundation maybe gone
without crumbling every wall.

tattooed forever
marked since birth.
i maybe be able to escape
but who am i to deny,
this catastrophe i am heading
is solely by my own desire.

faith i held too long,
without acting one out,
eerily turns into a willow,
swaying without a sound.
i would never have the guts
to end all these pain.
will ever bother to try
to ever speak on stopping
this raging rain?

with his altruism,
i sometimes ask myself,
“how can i feel like
i am holding his breath
in my own hands,
yet, the tighter my hand
wrap him,
the faster he is slipping?”

how i start to live
for him, i cannot recall.
did he ever thought of
living for me?
i guess not,
for i am as lucid as
he is hoping me to be.

i dreamt of tracing
every slope of his shoulders,
touching every line,
holding him close
close enough
there would be no air between us…

but then again,
i woke up,
empty..
broken..
how can he offer himself
to others unselfishly
while i have been
asking him
to spare some
breath for me?

let there be light..
please help me…
for i cannot think right…

show me a ray…
blind me with
even the faintest
white there is..

i don’t need you
to hold me..
i do want you to
free me, let me out,
give me enough room
without having to
hear what my heart
beating’s all about.

take me away from this
black room,
lead me to the path
where flowers
are in their bloom…

i lost something i had…
so please…
let there be light…
let there be air…
these walls are crawling
towards me…
enveloping me..
pulling away my sanity…