what if dreaming is the only way to escape my reality that keeps on coming back up the nightmares are becoming true my fears run wild in this world ,that I once thought I saw the truth, it's funny how we never see the future as bad only good that saying things get better with time is somewhat true u have to get through the pain to see the happiness but sometimes we just lie to ourselves it's better to face dreams than reality be who am I to tell u, I have no room to say how u feel if anything I shld be the one killed these thoughts of mine or not normal these tears are never going away so I ask myself what is life,no answer so but that thought scares me what if I find out more of this cruel world just by thinking analyzing more than what is there will my childhood that seems so bare cease to be there? is it still funny to you that your only escape is your dreams Ahmed music but if you dream no pain but with music you lose yourself to this high that keeps you going till something in you eventually dies but please dont cry we must all stay alive
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The abstract side of life
Poesiaas long as I have breath in my body I will always look at life better this is my promise to the world I try to not look absurd but the world is no place for happiness it seems but still tears catch my eyes am I the monster? ?
