8-24-20
I don't want to be here sometimes.
I want to travel to a different universe,
Or get lost in my dreams.
I don't want to be here eyes wide open,
Witnessing all that is obscene.
Today I will lie here and dream of a dream.
Tomorrow I will still be here coming undone at the seam.
Next week I will still be here unraveling.
Within a month I will be here, but no longer be the same me.
Not because I have been defeated.
No, it's because I will be a better me
For I chose to dream.
I keep my head in the clouds to keep the ugly from being seen.
For in my dreams the world is still vibrant and wonderful.
And that it's like that still... somewhere out there not just in a dream.
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Written From The Heart; Processed by The Mind
PoetryPoems are meant to pull you in and tug at your heart strings. The poems inside may make you feel understood, loved, or completely alone. Before you read these know wholeheartedly that you are not alone. Everyone feels down from time to time. But th...
