12:49a

A Poem by runintoflowers

12:49 am.

I inhale and exhale
hope to end this
cold and bitter winter
return to summer.

filled with hope
escape from the
mundane monotony
only michigan can offer me.

michigan cant give me
what i want when im manic
i need the sunlight and a foggy night
sunrise and the twilight

i want rosy cheeks
addictive laughter
clouded with
smoke and color

i take a breath of color
im not drowning anymore
im floating in the warm ocean
without a boat or an oar

i dont care
i have my lungs and air,
a bit of color,
and a long, blank stare

it's never gonna end
i'm never coming down
never coming back
to that town again.

i live in purgatory
no escape from the winter
no escape from the grey
no escape from myself

no escape from rosy cheeks
no escape from laughter
no escape from smoke and color
no escape from this house
no escape from my life
no escape from my pedestal
no escape from my mind
no escape from the time i dont have
no escape from the line in front of me
no escape from all the ordinary
no escape from my bipolar disease
no escape from feeling good or bad
happy or sad
no escape from the kid that i had
no escape from her dad
no escape from my wasted dreams
from thoughts of my lover who is overseas
no escape from my reality thats torn at the seams.