Dreams

One of my favorite poems, written March 2010. I also performed this one for a poetry reading in Drama :)

 I love to go to bed in the evenings-

To close my eyes and go to sleep.

Into my thoughts, memories and wishes...

Their in my head, you know, buried deep.

Subconsiously I spin them into stories.

Stories filled with mystery-

Action and Romance

Stories that I wish would happen to me.

But they don't.

And so, I am left with my dreams

 

I can do whatever I want

BE whatever I want,

And no one will ever know.

I can fly and chase the clouds

I can be in the middle of a war

I can spend weeks, with him, on a desolate shore

But once I wake up?

No one knows no more.

When things go bad

I can escape

From bullies at school

To a forest landscape.

My dreams are amazing, and special, you see

Because I am with anyone

 And can do anything

But once I wake up?

No one will know what I did.

                                                  But me

There is something sad about living in a dream though, don't you think? If everything was make believe with no one real to share the experiences with...

:)