I Don’t wanna wake!!!!

At times, being here seems like never being here,
Every beautiful day that awaits,
For my wake, seems like ever diving into a crocodile’s Mouth,
Waiting for my take,
Waiting to be crushed,crumbled,
With large enormous strong tooth,
That fits perfectly to the red jaws.

I don’t wanna wake,
To realise that I can live a lie,
That all I ever deemed pure in my entire life,
Was nothing but a joke,
A joke that never made me laugh,
As to never telling me the reason why she left.

Perhaps now I can’t fly,
The exact same flight I took with her now seems like a million distances of an endless pain,
Deep In my heart, I writhe in sorrow,
So I don’t wanna wake,
To realise that the winds beneath my wings can’t hold me together anymore,
To possibly wake up to yet another day of psychological torture,
To be crushed n crumbled to dust,
Till my bones deforms like those in a tomb stone.

If maybe she took a second chance,
To take a leap of faith to glance,
With me n perhaps if she was strong enough,.
To hold my hands n to persuade I,
That’s its not the crocodile’s mouth to dive in,
But its her soft and tender heart to fall for,
Whichever the case she is gone,
And I’m all alone.

©Phill_Ibsen