I wish life was easy
I wish we didn’t complicate it
By running it around in our head so much.
I wish saying it out loud was simpler
I wish those small things mattered, they got noticed.
I wish being happy was easier
And that it didn’t take so much damn work,
It is exhausting.
I wish I didn’t find so much comfort in solitude and melancholy,
It gets darker on my side here.
I wish for all of these,
Knowing full well that I am the culprit somewhere.
I wish leaving didn’t mean leaving behind some faces
I wish it didn’t mean hanging on to something so vague that it is far beyond your control or comprehension.
I wish moving on, taking a clean break
Would work, finally this time
I wish that all my vices ran away from me as I escape
Because, all it seems to do is drag me down.
And you, I wish I knew what I am doing with you,
Because, God knows, I have no idea how to get out of the mess, this time.
I wish to be beneath a starry sky with no thoughts to muddle my peace.
I want all of these, but does it really ever work that way?