When I was a little girl if I had a bad day,
I would simply close my eyes & make it all go away.
I’ve always had this special talent of disappearing into my head
Shifting reality to fit into the story I created instead.
When I opened my eyes again everything was brand new,
I wasn’t really me and you weren’t really you.
With the snap of my fingers I was an actress in a role,
I never used it to be cruel, I just used it when life was dull.
Even as an adult I make up these universes in my head
To escape the monotony, the reoccurring dread.
Every once in awhile I have this sobering, sudden fear
That I’ve slipped far into the role, that reality’s become unclear.
Reality is over-rated anyway. ๐ ๐
The law of attraction and most spiritual teachings say that reality responds to your wishes anyway (so long as they’re not diluted by conflicting thoughts and desires). ๐
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Very evocative writing
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Thank you for checking out my writing!
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My pleasure Alanna ๐๐งก
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Very nice simple poetry, well done. Reality is different for every single being in this world.
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Thank you for reading!
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This is really nice. ๐๐พ๐๐พ
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Thank you so much!
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“Realty have a million definitions with intimate true love
first at the top of the chart.” _-Van Prince
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Beautifully written and so relatable! โค We all need that fictional relief to escape the turmoil of the real world sometimes – love how you expressed it here! ๐
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Beautetiful written and I similar Shakespeareยดs Ad you like it with story transf. to poetry.
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