Escape me from all the wrong-turn I made.
Escape me to a place where I could be me and not somebody’s something.
Escape me to a place where you and I could be an us without anything in between.
Escape me from the mess that keep on going.
Escape me because I need it. Because I want it.
Escape me because it sounds so easy when I type it down on my laptop.
Escape me because the reality withhold me.
Escape me to an endless space where I could fly and float and jump from star to star.
Escape me to a place where I could have everything I want without sacrificing anybody.
Escape me to a you-less world.
Escape me to a happiness and joyous world where everybody’s happy.
Escape me from this.
Escape me before I whisper for help in my graveyard.