Exit Poem by gina layog

time fast approaching,
it dawn on me suddenly,
the pendulum of reality,
swinging to the inevitability,
It all comes down to this,
its all coming to a head,
hiding, I cannot afford,
I no longer avoid,
the endless plausability,
no longer holds water,
hoping that the recess in the ground
would still the voices around and swallow me down,
this flood that burst through my head,
feel the pain that steeply pulses like lead,
silence the only mark that I exist,
my life, the only thing that is consistent
sacrifice this, to prove the twist,
the asylum I seek, to be off this living list.......