Dystopia of Creation

My demons have followed me t the other side of the world

Green blurring past the sight of eye,

Dots of colour mixed within,

Songs dancing in the ears of hearing,

Creating music and haunting dreams,

 

Slipping into the dystopia of creation,

Reality and dreams crossing lines,

Unable to determine which is real,

Stuck in the rut of what is her life,

 

On the other side of the world,

Struggling to smile and keep walking,

Demons crushing her joy, again,

Finding a way to keep her down low,

 

Mood souring, unable to be lifted,

Trying time and again to be joyous,

Failing to be the wild adventurer,

Living life on the wild side, whilst young,

 

Missing the safety of home,

Never wanting to return home,

Unsure of the things she once knew,

Everything thrown into turmoil,

 

Slow motion running, life on speed,

Green fading into grey, monochromatic,

Songs dulling into the sound of heart beating,

Steady rhythm, stuck in a rut of her life,

 

The world moving on outside the window,

She sitting down, crumbling and cold,

A failure to the eyes of those who matter,

Slipping into the dystopia of creation,

 

On the other side of the world,

Missing the safety of home,

Failing to be the wild adventurer,

Stuck in the rut of that which is her life. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand this poem.
"On the other side of the world,
Missing the safety of home,
Failing to be the wild adventurer,
Stuck in the rut of that which is her life. "
I need a free road, money and time to escape.Thank you my friend for sharing the excellenet poetry.
Coyote

[Harley Quinn]

This is great. Wonderful work.

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you :)

[Jes' Pi]

Sweet poem................

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you :)