Simple IllusionA Poem by SaraSimplicity is an illusion, designed to complicate my life
I'm 16 years old and I sleep with a bunny
My security blanket how funny I pile pillows all around me and have to have my back against the wall Because I only want to feel like someone is holding me I want someone who will tell me, lie to me and say Hey it's gonna be okay And you can guess what I get Dreams about you! Overflowing tears Waking up and wanting just for it not to be a dream Hoping my cries don't start to scream I have far too long pretended to be simple But simple is just an illusion I have far too long tried to fit in Still I tire to find it fitting I have tried not sleeping with my blue bunny To no avail I fail, yeah haha, funny I'm 16 years old and my life isn't simple For simplicity is an illusion, designed to complicate my life If only I can stay away from that oh so deadly knife It calls me by name and I try to ignore It says that I need it, but to need something is such a bore It wants to peal my flesh away Wants to see the crimson as it flows Still I ignore the calls, ignore the heavy blows Yes it should be simple, simple to be me But Simple is an Illusion, the only illusion that you really see © 2010 Sara |
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Added on September 12, 2010 Last Updated on September 16, 2010 Tags: simple illusion, sara, solonely, illusions AuthorSarawagoner, OKAboutWell for starts, "Hi! I'm Sara!!", and I'm in love!! With writing, anything pertaining to literature really. I also love music, mushrooms, origami, cooking, being loved (that's always something to lik.. more..Writing
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