Break Away

Sunshine on my pillow,
Tear stains on my sheet;
Another lonely night,
Another morning to greet.

Get up ... Go to work ...
Fight the bustling thong.
Another day ... Another dollar ...
It's gone on far too long!

Sometimes I think too much, and brood over it.
Sometimes I cry too much, and get sick of it.
Sometimes I walk too much, and get tired about it.

But tonight…is going to be different.

I am going to take another chance.
I am going to make another wish.
I am going to take another risk.

Let there be a candle that dances with the wind.
Let there be a dawn, where the dusks look pretty.
Let there be a tear that drops on an open palm.
Let there be a laugh that filched memoirs induce.

I don’t care if the night is going to be darker than ever, for I have my candle swaying and dancing and telling her, together we are meant to survive.

I don’t care if that palm is mine, for my tears are precious for me, and I shall not let them hit the dust ever, coz is all that matters.

I don’t care if the memoirs are all that are left, to creak my door, every time I open them thinking there wouldn’t be the sound of silence any more, for I was the one who made them.

“I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes
Till I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway…..”

I sang to me tonight. And somehow I feel, Yes, I will.