The Depths of RealityA Poem by MyOpenThirdEye The First Decent poem I ever wrote, Looking back on it now, a lot of it was garbage. Its hard to find the good ones.
the depths of reality
are unknown how much is real how much is shown Is what in front of me the real thing the vastness of mountains a butterflies wing does all of it exist or am I just hallucinating Is this poem even real or is it something I'm contemplating most of all is she real does she exist will she always stay or disappear in a fading mist my concept of reality is slowly slipping away to the point where time spent with her makes night blend with day It just feels like it will all disappear It will all just cease to appearthe depths of reality are unknown how much is real how much is shown Is what in front of me the real thing the vastness of mountains a butterflies wing does all of it exist or am I just hullucinating Is this poem even real or is it something Im contemplating most of all is she real does she exist will she always stay or disapear in a fading mist my concept of reality is slowly slipping away to the point where time spent with her makes night blend with day It just feels like it will all disapear It will all just cease to apear
are unknown how much is real how much is shown Is what in front of me the real thing the vastness of mountains a butterflies wing does all of it exist or am I just hullucinating Is this poem even real or is it something Im contemplating most of all is she real does she exist will she always stay or disapear in a fading mist my concept of reality is slowly slipping away to the point where time spent with her makes night blend with day It just feels like it will all disapear It will all just cease to apear
are unknown how much is real how much is shown Is what in front of me the real thing the vastness of mountains a butterflies wing does all of it exist or am I just hullucinating Is this poem even real or is it something Im contemplating most of all is she real does she exist will she always stay or disapear in a fading mist my concept of reality is slowly slipping away to the point where time spent with her makes night blend with day It just feels like it will all disapear It will all just cease to apear
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Added on February 3, 2014 Last Updated on February 3, 2014 Tags: Question, Reality, isitalladream Author
MyOpenThirdEyeNew York City, NJAboutI'm getting back into writing after not really writing much in at least 2 years. Got over a lot of addictions, and now that I'm sober and healthy its time to get back to exercising the mind, and get i.. more..Writing
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