Caught up in my whirlwind of a mind.
Can't feel the days go past,
Can't tell the difference in time.
I want to escape,
Go back to the real world.
But it is dull there,
Gross,
Repetitive.
I prefer the sanctuary of my mind.
My thoughts words emotions
Come together
And form a blissful place.
But occasionally,
Someone will open my eyes,
Pull me out of my head,
For long enough
So I can focus on them instead.
There's so much that I missed
So many things that I couldn't see
I don't know if I can start now.
I don't even know how
YOU ARE READING
Translated thoughts
PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
