Dreaming is Easy, by Little Miss Meeks
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Dreaming is easy, waking up is hard
I hide in my cot
I am comfortable
But in other ways I am not
I can’t see the stars in here
But I create my own
I don’t want to make them
I dread the day I was shown
Dreaming makes everything easier
But in reality it makes it hard
It ruins things
My memories a charred
I cannot stay here forever
In the end I won’t survive
This is going to kill me
And I want to stay alive
I want to draw this to a close
But I can’t get out
I call for help
But no one hears my shout
If things weren’t so tangled
If they weren’t tied up in this great knot
I wouldn’t be sleeping
I wouldn’t be hiding in my cot
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| Posted: 2008-04-09 06:51:00 UTC |
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| 2008-10-16 02:23:53 | Simply-Me-20104 |
| Wow, that's a really deep poem! It tells such an interesting story and a lot of truth in it!! |
| 2008-10-16 21:55:26 | moshqueen |
| i felt just like that once, in a past relationship. Im glad to know the both of us are doing better than that now.
Thank you and you're welcome for the comment you made on my poem. It is one of my favorites and i wrote it for the man I am now with. it's good to know that someone else in this fucked up world is as happy as I am. |