We write out these words we feel,
To find escape from all that is real;
We read these stories to escape our reality,
Whilst pretending to proceed without insanity;
We sing these songs repeatedly,
As they describe our feelings perfectly,
We fall into melatonin lined dreams,
Pretending all isn't as it seems.
YOU ARE READING
An Amalgamation of Words
PuisiI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
