Running Away From You

Wrapped by madness

Caused by sadness

Depression is my only friend

It’s like god-send

Crying like its raining

Waiting like I’m dying

Running away from dying pain

Maybe I’ll be insane

Still, I’ll go after it

Until there’s no air to breathe

wait and wait and wait

I feel like I’m a caged animal. A prisoner who anticipates his freedom. A dog that waits for his master, but I’m the kind of dog who can’t bear the wait. And goes to his master’s office or wherever he is. Waiting is inevitable. Like traffic or falling in love with a douche bag. I feel like I’m waiting for something astonishing and exciting. But I don’t really know what it is. And I think that’s one of the essence of life, waiting for something that is unexpected or unplanned. Like a surprise!