I want to live, I want to leave
A soft cry for freedom from the places and people that made survival feel like a burden.

I Want to Live, I Want to Leave
I want to live.
Not forever.
Just long enough
to feel something soft
like peace,
or home.
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I want to live
without flinching
at every loud voice,
without shrinking
when someone says my name.
~~~~~~
I want to live
in a world
where love doesn’t hurt,
where silence doesn’t scream,
where I’m not always the one left behind.
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But
I want to leave.
Not to die,
just to be gone.
To walk out the door
and never have to come back.
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I want to leave
the room that forgets I exist,
the hands that only reach for me
when they need someone to blame.
~~~~~~
I want to leave
before I forget
what it means to want anything at all.
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I want to live.
I want to leave.
Both feel like begging
for something I’ll never have.
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And tonight,
I am tired
of begging.




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