Disappearing into nature brings real solace
To an overworking, analyzing mind.
I am very curious why I love to wander aimlessly,
Is it so my mind matches reality?
Amusing twists and turns of mystery keep my knees buckled.
As the knot in my stomach tightens around my guts,
I know that I’m so happy to be lost.
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I think I’m trying to match reality with mentality.
Lately I’ve been sleeping backwards in my bed,
And forgetting all my mystic dreams.
I’m satisfied to forget the nightmares,
But this reality craves imagination.
So I am left to drift without direction through my mind.
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Without my dreams I’m drowning,
Gasping for fantastic, fruitful fantasies!
Always chasing reality, but getting left behind.
Inside of my mind I’m always right,
And with eyes wide open, I’m always left.
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About the Creator
Rachel Jacobs
Welcome to The Chameleon Heart.......
@phantasma.philosophy ~ Instagram for my poetry.
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