I dream of distant lands so very far away
I dream of dark tunnels and bright light even when it's not day
I do not understand and that leaves me confused
My day seems it's part of a comedy and tragedy, they are fused
But I dream of death staring right at me
And I am just standing watching the scene unfold slowly
For I mourn in spirit and in real life
Balancing reality can cause such great strife
I dream of loved ones betraying me
No wonder I feel this moody
I feel like am trapped in my head
No wonder I lay silent in my bed
I dream of dark tunnels and strange faces
Maybe am passing through one of those phases
Some bring out the ominous reality
Oh I wish it will end quickly
I have never felt happy in my dreams
I always seem to remember everything isn't what it seems
I see a light and I think
Maybe the end is near and I let it sink
I am drenched in my clothes due to the heat
And I can still remember deaths beat
Everything isn't what it seemc
Turns out must be one of those dreams
Finally my dream chapter is out
I hope u liked it
Pls comment and follow
I need some motivation before I get hit with writer's block
P.s:in Nigeria it's very common to have interrupted power supply in the middle of the night and it gets pretty hot
Mwaa lovies d
Got something cool coming out
I think I'll be publishing twice a week
Buhhh... I might change it to thrice if u follow me
YOU ARE READING
Shapeless Patterns
Poetry"Moving through life like a fallen leaf Having no direction to what I might be I etch shapeless patterns in my mind Hopefully one day those shapeless patterns will also take form"
