Trapped in DreamlandA Poem by Skye
How can it be so freely done
To say what isn't felt? To write what is far from true? Is it only worldy view, or pure imagination That links my own heart To those who have experienced Much more than I ever will? Should it be unnerving, That time and time again Reality slips ever further From my reaching fingertips? Must I be this out of touch, That lyrics hold more substance Than actual conversation? Is it alright to wish for, To dream for, to yearn for, All that will never be? Then fight to keep my Footing on a fragile, Crumpling cliff? Is it just me, Who struggles to remind Myself that this isn't Just an empty dream? © 2013 SkyeAuthor's Note
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Added on January 15, 2013Last Updated on January 15, 2013 AuthorSkyeVirginia Beach, VAAboutSometimes, I forget my passion underneath the demands of life and want of perfection. Then there are those nights where everything is clear, and I can't help but write what I feel. I love meeting .. more..Writing
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