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Crashing Planes!

Why do I not say
The pain in the gut
The inglorious wordlessness
Crushing the winds
Causing mayhem as it goes
Where is the hero
To save the day
To save me
To save from myself
The demons of my minds
Closed the gates of the paradise
Why is the hell so heavenly?
Why is it the silence loud?
Is there no escape
To the world above
The stifling sense of humour
Of life I live today
Of boredom and banishment
From the idea of real beauty
The chastity of life
Raped by constraints, eviscerating
Ruthlessly left for decay
Wishing to be saved someday

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