Elope Poem by Salleh Chowdhury

I need to escape, come with me lets run away, to a better place, with happier days, and smilier faces,
times, friends and love changes part and parcel of life's different stages,
I'm lost for words i have nothing to say, minds blank, attempting to retrieve a contentment which is now distant and far away,

the only reply when asked of my wellbeing is im okay, but I'm numb, i feel no happiness i feel no pain,
I was like this yesterday and tomorrow i'll be the same,
I need to escape, come with me lets elope, to a place filled with love, laughter and hope,
I need to find my Lord, i'm strugglin' to cope, no matter how much water i drink i can't cure the dryness of my throat, i'm in autopilot, every answer is a 'hmm, ' 'yeah, ' or 'i s'pose'
I can't say what i think therefore i need to write it in prose,
I can't prove that i care but i can buy you a rose,
and just hope that you know, i need to leave, it's like the dice game i just need one more throw, i need to stop feeling so, so, stop moving in slow-mo and just go, you say you understand but you just don't know,
don't speak, come with me lets elope, i need to escape, but I'm so desperate to run away, that i can no longer appreciate, and that seems to be a great shame, because in reality i don't need to run away,
because regardless of where i go, theres only one location for my peaceful state, and thats in the land of the feelings and thoughts, a place where you can't escape from your fears and haunts,
so i don't need to escape, i need to stay, and strive from day to day, because the Lord is with you wherever you go, for i am certain, the light, he will show, i need to fight through it everytime im feeling low, and get to that place that i really need to go,
and thats where i can begin to find, that serene peace of mind, where I'm content, and you're content, right now that would seem heaven sent,
but i have faith in the one who gives us sustenance, because the happiers days are found in the same place, as the days which make you want to run away, it's just the purpose and practice of those days, the unblackening of the heart and those simple words we always forget to say.