Escape

I have waited for an escape

The reasons kept on coming

for not letting go,

even when my breathing
gets harder everyday.

I need a distraction,

from the coldness, that touches
my bones, and 

crept in my sanity,

I should've run away,

Escape one last time,

It'll be easier to believe
that I was the one who made
a different.

Iera Stilinski