The Dream, The Drift, The Reality.

The Dream, The Drift, The Reality.


The tiny twins, moving up and down,

Reaching higher, as far as they dare.

Hand in hand, they lift the frown,

Fleeing the noise, they wander somewhere,

Through snow, rain, sunshine, an endless affair.


Yet as they grow numb, the weight pulls me back,

A darkened hollow, a shadowed track.

The sense of home, once tightly spun,

Now scattered whispers I cannot outrun.

But was it ever truly a home?


The whispers rise, then fade to screams,

A fleeting calm that breathes in streams.

Too much to hold, though still I cling,

Until I’m lost in the dreams they bring.


And there, in dreams, I reach the sky,

A place where chains dissolve and die.


But waking comes, the hollow calls,

Its shadowed hands, my fortress falls.

I flee, I fight, yet still I stay,

Forever bound to yesterday.


Note:

Hello everyone. This one is a bit deep, and sadly, realistic—something many of us may face. If you’re one of them, it’s honestly amazing that you’re strong and bold enough to face it, and I appreciate you for that. Keep it up! You are amazing, and believe in yourself. Don’t lose hope. I believe in you!


Poetry is something I love from the bottom of my heart. It comes naturally to me, and it’s the best, raw way to express yourself. To be honest, I don’t know if I’m actually feeling this way or not. I may be, or I may not be. I seem happy to myself and the world, but when I grab a pen and start writing, I wonder: is it the inner me talking? Is it showing what I truly feel? Maybe it’s just the myriad of thoughts pouring out. What I think I’m not going through might just be a cover-up for a smile. But am I? I wonder that still. I wonder if all I write is what I’m truly going through—internally or physically—and I’m just too scared to acknowledge it or accept it. Maybe the answer is that I don’t know.


As I said before, unknowingly in my intro, this blogging thing might be a way for me to figure myself out. I didn’t mean to write this intro, but it just came to me. Fate, maybe?






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