Fantasy..

Out of reach

Keeps you chasing

Filling space with void

Loud silence, echoing murmurs of confusion

Crowded emptiness

Leading somewhere or nowhere

Blinding its preys to fantasize

Blocking out the truth

Hypnotized, the prey walks into the unreal world

Knowing or not that the gates of eternity is no exit

Will she wake up or crash it down or

Wander inside forever

Momentary pleasures, is that all there is, to it?

Reviews

[Misery]

Nice poem about the mind spending time in unreal realms. I often drift into the unreal. I hope the woman of your poem finds her way. Keep sharing your words, dear poet.