Monday, July 09, 2007

Ditching Reality

Admiration from afar
A wink, a smile
Chatting it up about the grandeur of life
Busily roaming from city to city, bar to bar

Longing for that same freedom
Embracing those same thoughts
He breathes life into me
Unlike any other

I have my head in the clouds
I don’t mind the fog
The light here is bright
Ditching reality. Look at me now.

Then the other half stirs me from my happy fantasy
He makes me realize the truth it seems
How plain I am
How insane I am
Too unimportant and mundane I am

What is it that he’s looking for?
Why is he so insecure?
How dare he turn my faults into flesh
Too difficult any more to pretend

I have my head in the clouds
I don’t mind the fog
The light here is bright
Ditching reality. Look at me now.

Trin

1 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

Hi Trin,
You write very well, and your poem caused me some serious reflection on it's meaning. But "unimportant and mundane" would never be ways I'd describe you, and anyone who does, is emotionally blind.

1:18 PM  

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