I Plead, I Just Want To Feel Alive.

I Plead, I Just Want To Feel Alive. long poem

Uploaded by Aditi Roy

Sometimes, I just want to fly away
and sit by a coast dotted with
tiny creeks and gaze at the
pebbles sleeping peacefully at the
bottom of the stream while
drenching my feet in water
as pure as an infant.
But, this commotion, it’s so excruciating.
It kills me everyday, someone save me,
I plead, I just want to feel alive.

I’m lost amidst this hullabaloo.

Sometimes, I feel like getting lost
inside a verdant pasture surrounded
with rustic fences and lean back under
a tree watching the sun about to
set and sing a country song while
strumming an ukulele.
But, I’m anguished by the fear of getting
lost amidst this hullabaloo, someone
save me,
I plead, I just want to feel alive.

Sick and tired of this life.

Sometimes, while it rains, I take
such pleasant drives in the outskirts
of my city while raindrops roll down
the windshield instead of teardrops
from my eyes and I think of all the things
I want to do someday to make time stop
for a moment and escape from reality.
But, I’m confined by my destiny,
stuck in this life of distress, someone
save me,
I plead, I just want to feel alive.

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