I live within my dreams
My stories
And my made-up worlds
Reality is too harsh for me,
You see,
Its too much like a tilt-a-whirl.
I escape
The world
And all that it includes
By observing
And escaping
Thinking of you
You, being imaginative
Anything
Anything at all
I imagine lovers
And friends
For all of them I fall
I love the world
That I create
When no one interrupts
When I'm asleep
Or daydreaming
From this my soul erupts
It's hard to tell
Other people
The way it makes me feel
They don't understand
Because they don't
Need to escape the real.
The world is wrong
And I am wrong
For wanting to escape
But I can't seem
To cope with it
My daydreams wear a cape.
YOU ARE READING
Engrossed in Emotion
PoesiaPoems from the soul. These are poems, old and new, that I've written over time. Some are based off heartbreak caused by family, friends, lovers, and myself. Others are about self exploration and self loss. But most are about perception, how the read...
