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Escapade

Dedicated to: ec_poetry

Should I do this or should I not?
The thunder strikes, the lightning falls.
The rain washing it and I won't be caught.
And that's how my urge calls.

Is it wrong or is it right?
Unsureness written all over my face.
Bending the rules won't exactly bite.
But they would not help me either, to ace.

In my heart there is fear.
Knowing not to cross the line.
Afraid that someone might hear.
And there I'll have a fine.

Satisfying my urges, gaining some peace.
Confidence thin as a string, I'll be engulfed in fear.
Escaping door ahead, hoping I have the keys.
Not knowing what's in the rear.

The shooting stars with their tails behind.
Burn in the air or hit the earth.
I don't know how it never crossed my mind.
I would be buried in the hearth.

Being suffocated, my lungs burning.
I thought it may end this way.
And that's when I was sure there would be no crying,
I would be thrown far away in the bay.

And that's how I escaped...

~Priya K.
Drajen