To run away

Life is not a simple thing,
the strumming of bare feet on asphalt,
a pattern so complex it a child could sing,
but fall before they've tried.

not all of us were born alive,
we walk around breathing darkness,
yet others died inside,
can babies go to heaven?

yet maybe i am born to breathe,
my feet hitting the soft ground,
the beating of a mortal heart i leave,
for the minutes that i soar.

for if you have never run,
faster than your worthless body allows,
you know it's possible to reach the sun,
if only you could forget to stop.

but heartbeats soon return,
footsteps falter on a sandy beach,
the sun and waves do burn,
i tease my self to much.

i'll tell the truth, i lied,
you cannot run away from tears,
from your pain you cannot hide,
unless you know how to die...

have you ever wanted something?
life, or death, just want something beautiful for once?
to hear the childrens' laughter ring?
or to sink into the sea.

but i admit, i am weak.
i cannot summon the strength to leave,
to find what i seek,
love and happiness, yet complete non-existence.

i do not know how to escape,
please, someone teach me how to run away,
maybe then some meaning will my life take shape,
i'll be sad to leave you all behind.