I'm so tired. I wish I could slip into a deep sleep right about now. Escape our troubled, cruel world, and embrace the fantasy of my dreams. To be at peace, to relax, to forget about everyone and everything, but still remember that you will see it all again. To have your daydreams become a physical illusion you can interact with. To become someone you never were and never will be again. To experience experiences that are purely concepts; like a thought. Imagine just floating, just existing. Breathe still, hair flowing, eyes closed. Nothing to hear but the deepest inner parts of your soul. Every nook, corner, facet explored. Waking up breaks that peace. Waking up brings me back into the real world, not my, but our reality. One that is forced upon us everyday until we die. Waking up keeps us grounded. Keeps us the weak, limited, humans that we are. A balance between consciousness and unconsciousness is what keeps us the way we are. A lack of sleep is why people look so dead, so sad and angry, so overwhelmed, so, insane. Someone who has slept for so long looks so alive, so happy, so peaceful, so, sane.
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Poems by me lol
PoetryA few years ago I had to write some poems and short stories for a creative writing class so I'm just going to put them here too. I apologize in advance for how bad they are.
