engage to escape
the curtains separate in a House of Sadness
the earth cries an ancient sound
a lullaby from the past
it clarifies a mature vision
or perhaps,
a vision lacking maturity
these youth in their prime
locked in a state of ecstasy
their souls communicate so freely…
but this room’s arrangement is too easily comfortable
energy creeps up the walls
patiently awaiting the right moment to present itself
the organic sounds intensify
pulling at the strings that bind us
synthetically woven into society’s pattern
ruching the fabric, yet unraveling
until a thread is all that’s left
did you hear that?
can anyone else feel this?
I embark on a quest to escape
cautiously brake through restrictions
soak in the journey along the way
indulge in my past for comfort
growing up was a time of adversity
subjectively, the pain was real
but silenced by emotional impotence
a need for survival snuffed out my desire to evolve
there is a loneliness to this discovery
this hamster wheel is all I’ve ever known
if I become a refugee of my culture,
could I still feel love?
or rather,
have I ever really felt love before?
my eyes widen
my fate is unsealed
I inhale my destiny
there is no room for apathy in responsibility,
it is a long enough word already
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