I’ve been dreaming that I’m crazy

and these rooms don’t exist.

I’ve been stressed and so afraid

that was was real to me, was nothing

but a hallucination.

I’ve been terrified to accept

the truth is this life is nothing but a lie

and I can’t resist the urge to admit

even if I was insane and none of this was real

Right here is where I’d rather be.

It takes the world and all its heavy

and lifts it straight from my shoulders.

I’m happy here inside my head, if

all of this is fantasy.  This world is mine

to create, its perfect in every detail of real life.

And if I’m  locked up somewhere in a padded cell,

I’d rather be here, in this dreaming than anywhere

outside where you aren’t real.

If all there is is loving you, I’m satisfied inside this wish

Leave me undisturbed, you can’t understand these

songs that sing to me, a heartbeat unfinished.

My prayer for you.



Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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