Nightmares

Day dreams

And nightmares.

In my mind

It’s so clear.

But on the outside,

In the real world,

I wander.

They tell me

I have time.

Don’t they know

That time is not mine?

Can’t I go

Where my dreams take me?

I choose even my nightmares

Over reality.

Because my fear feels real

And the world so fake.

Author's Note

Sorry about the jumble of thoughts combined...on the bright side it's short :)

Reviews

[Dominique]

I know what you mean there, sometimes I feel like my dreams are more realistic than reality.

[JiDonnelly]

I strongly relate to nightmares and you made a beautiful job on the subject.
I'm not so much diggin' the ending but above all, neat work.
Big ups'

-JiDonnelly'

[Krista Weiss]

Really good poem!! Love this! :)

[Pencrafter]

Your poem relates a dream. Like most dreams, it's a jumble of thoughts and images. Dreams usually don't make sense. Your poem accurately portrays the feel of a dream. In that, it's a successful communication.

[Steven Cash]

Hmm interesting

[Sophie]

How do you know my thoughts? Like, this is exactly how i feel. Gah. I love you.

[Brooklyn]

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[Brooklyn]

*i love you too