I want to be the monkey bars
Not the fingers
The fingers grasp and clutch
But the monkey bars don't care much
The monkey bars stand tall
An object of awe
But the fingers are scared
Of dropping in the lava below
Burning from the blisters they give
Unable to let go
They hold
Trying to be strong
Letting the monkey bars make them rough
Terrified of being alone
Stuck in the lava with no home
The fingers are weak
They don't understand the true power they seek
Is happiness without pain
Which they could obtain of they just let go and fall into the lava below
Because it's a myth
It doesn't burn
To be alone
It's absolute bliss
Though the monkey bars they will miss
The lava burns away the pain
Leaving only happiness to gain

I don't know what to say or do.
The desperation is growing stronger.
And I am not ready.

What do I look after?
It's all dark.
Worse thing it may be
The lights are on.

I want to breathe.
I want to laugh.
I want to sing.
I want to dance.

Where is it?
My happily ever after

What is it?
My passion unfound

Why?
Why?
And when?

The wait is eating me up
Bit by bit, like acid on skin

Hurry, my love. Hurry.

Time is faster than you.
Stronger than you.

Isolate me.
But don't.
Worse it may be.
I am surrounded by family.

I crave a deep sleep
Let me rest my hopes

Maybe when I wake up
I'll not exist here anymore