Run Away

My truth is not yours so I end up feeling delusional.

All I hope is to run away and you call me a coward.

And I ask you, how am I the coward?

When I am only revealing the truth.

Oh lord I just want to run, and run, and run, and run.

Even further. A little more. And just one more step.

To peace or abyss, I do not know.

Only one thing is crystal clear.

I hate the voices that chase after me.

I hate the caution in their eyes.

I hate the warning in their words.

All I want is silence.

Silence and Peace.

Peace and Darkness.

Darkness and Death.                                                              

Death and Life.

Oh how wonderful it would be,

To be a nameless painting?

And I wish as I have done before,

To be meaningful to nobody but me.

– Rtr. Yeshani Fernando