My Escape Route

My Escape Route

You are the escape,

from the mundane torment

of facing my life each morning.

You are the fresh air,

that I need to breathe

when my life is suffocating me.

You are the difference.

Your words change the scenery

of the grey world around me.

You are the power.

The resuscitating electricity

on a heart dying of misery.

You are the mountain view;

beyond my claustrophobic box,

society’s glass, in which I’m locked.

You are the sustenance;

in a world that drains my soul

through those who dictate: Control.

You are the light

in a world so very dark,

I believe, you are the only spark.

You are all I have left

as I slip into sure madness,

in a world that creates soulless sadness.

I don’t know you,

But I need you.

I can’t see you,

But I feel you.

I haven’t met you,

But I keep you.

Please:

Don’t let go…

And if you are part of my fall into insanity,

as oxygen is kept from my brain,

then let delirium reign.