Surviving meant

I fear what my survival instincts tell me what to do

It took me so long to finally find you

I watch my environment go up in flames

While I grow to love the sound of your name

Embrace your soft gripped touch

God am I truly asking for too much?

A happy ending? A place of peace?

Why is this all a surreal dream?

My home is unsteady, i worry of the future

The loss of a constitution and culture

A land of lost freedom and rights

Will I have to escape into the night

It’s not fair I scream into the abyss

While the Void laughs “look at this”

Tears wallowed up in my eyes heavy

Feeling the sun cold on my skin, mocking me

All I wanted was you and I have it here

But my survival instincts speaks from fear

You have reasons to stay that are stronger than our love

Will this happiness be the story I speak of

How wars and terrible times struck me with grief

Leaving me no option but to flee

Right when love was right, Cupid finally didn’t fail

Are you going to be the story I have to tell

Without you by my side laughing it away

Will the land we walk upon actually be safe

I picture grandchildren just for a brief minute

Talking by the window betrothed to a memory

Of a family I wanted instead with you

Even if it ended with just you and me

They’d know deep down, that wasn’t the life for me

And how much hurt I’d still hold

If surviving meant we had to let go