Beige and white walls
Line the hallway
I know this place
He enters
Grey jacket faded black pants
That smile brightens the room
Focus
The janitor specifically said
Stack up the pumpkins
The jack o lanterns are decaying
Incredibly disgusting
Ocus
His eyes find yours
From behind the stack
There goes that smile again
Oh how I love that smile
Cus
In that moment she doesn't exist
Anything is possible
It's your dream your happy place
Us
Gravity pulls you toward
That planet of yours
Distance shrinks
S
You wake up
Anxiety stole your air
Wrong
Never will happen
Only a tease
Let it go
Can't breathe
But what if the dream was real?
YOU ARE READING
Miscellaneous
PoetryThe title may seem weird but it is very fitting. Sometimes you just have a lot going on in your head . Not everything fits specifically in one place... especially when your having a rough time. So this is a bunch of poems sorting out those thoughts...
