I often daydream and watch as the clouds pass by.
I wonder and wish what it would be like to be up there
With the clouds, fluffy and white,
Away from responsibility.
I often wish I could escape this harsh place we call reality,
This frustrating world we call life.
Away from my sorrows and despairs,
Into the clouds.
Into the clouds of bliss and pleasure,
Worries out of mind,
Just joy.
No darkness, but light.
However, I can't help but notice that light can blind you.
Joy can deceive you.
Bliss can confuse you.
The clouds are the unknown.
Yet I want to go there,
The clouds,
The unknown,
Just to get away.
My dreams are up there,
Though I'm just not sure anymore,
If the clouds
Could be my nightmares.
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Failed Attempts at Poetry
PoesiaThese poems (if you could even call them that) have no sense. They are simply the words of a girl who has tried to put thoughts onto paper.
