Bi-Location - Poem by Eman Awad
If only i can be at two places at once,
and if i can be in two different times too.
I'd be knowing what you're thinking and once,
as you're thinking of leaving me, i'd have left you.
And once you're about to say you love me,
i'd have said i love you, but it goes beyond that.
If i'm like how i'm right now, so sad and lonely,
i can be at a pleasant place where my life isn't that bad.
And if i can read the minds and feel the hearts,
maybe i wouldn't be where i am, empty like this.
No, it's not the best, where i am, with starts,
a new start each day and only i know they don't exist.
Maybe i can be some one so happy some where,
and still be here in my place, trying to mend this life.
Just when the pretend is over and no one is there,
i'd return to find that my existence worth my strife.
It was never about my heart only,
it's about the void inside of me overrating.
It's the crowd i'm among but lonely,
it's that feeling that i can't stop hating.
I admit i can't stop hating my life and my self,
i find salvation in dreams and endless happiness in fantasies.
I needn't some one to love or some kind of help,
it's those times when i've no imagination,
when i have no idea on how can i escape bad memories..
That look in his eyes as he's walking away,
so slowly, like he's carving that moment in my mind.
Or his meaningless hug that day,
or his distant voice as he said,
it's never your fault that i left you behind...
I'm tired of being told of my destination,
i just want to find this place to run to but i can't.
There's no such thing as bi-location,
there must be a solution that i can't figure,
for a life i couldn't understand...
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