Pass me the pen and paper ,
Going on journey to search what's on my mind
My mind filled with doubt
My mind filled with hatred reflected by insecure beings
When I say I believe my mind says the opposite to please
Dreams have no limit
I follow
You follow
My dreams drive me to places I never been
My mind changes direction
My heart takes me there
I push against,putting everything on line to make it work
I struggle to make out what I made for
Because all thoughts are blocking me to see what I made for
I do believe but how will I get there ?
Everyone contributing ,
Tangling all I dreamt of
Can dreams really die .......?
Dreams is all that keeps me going but where am I going .....?
YOU ARE READING
Distorted
PoetryI've been writing for years . And some of my works on here were written when I was younger and didn't have the best understanding of writing .So bear with me because those don't reflect who I am as a writer anymore . . . . I believe, the BEST way t...
