Friday, December 23, 2011

66.

i wanna runaway...
... like really runaway.

runaway from everything.
leave everything behind.
go to a place i haven't been.
a place where i can start all over.
a place where nobody knows me.
a place where i can be free.
a place where i'm not tied down by anything.
no shackles, no ropes, no chains.

a place where i can live.

i don't know where to start.
i don't know where to begin.
i don't understand anything.

i'm scared.

how do you start something when you got nothing?
what do you do when pride is all you have left?
when... when do you stop hoping?
when do you stop wishing?
when do you stop praying?

is it now?
it is tomorrow?
or maybe, the answer is later?
or maybe, the definite answer is never.

i...
heh.
i don't know what to do.
just like before, i'm lost.

in the grains of sand where the cats can sleep, i wish to be.
i wish to live again.
to see the world in a child's eyes.
to see heaven in a flower.
to kiss the wind, and write my name on the sand.

my someday is still faraway.
someday, i wish somebody would wake me up when my someday comes.

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