I'm doing away with my grandiose dreams
And settling for reality
But reality isn't as enticing
As the extravagant creations
My seeking mind constructs
Reality is boring,
But reality is real
It it forces me to feel
In my bubble of creation
Where I feel like I have so much control
I dream of things that cause celebration
But things can turn ugly quickly
When nightmares feel too real
My mind screams out into
The void of unfeeling in my heart
I reach out my hands, searching
Grasping for stability
On a firm foundation
But I feel cast out in infinite space
Floating, without control
Reality can seem
So much more promising
Though it's tedious at times
And seemingly more dull
Compared to my imaginings
Maybe I can arrive somewhere
Right in the middle of
Reality and Imagination
Grounded creativity
Neither too monotonous or
too ungrounded
With both feet on the ground,
An open heart
And a artistic mind
All working for the same purpose
To bring some healing
Into this world.
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
I'm doing away with my grandiose dreams
And settling for reality
But reality isn't as enticing
As the extravagant creations
My seeking mind constructs
Reality is boring,
But reality is real
It it forces me to feel
In my bubble of creation
Where I feel like I have so much control
I dream of things that cause celebration
But things can turn ugly quickly
When nightmares feel too real
My mind screams out into
The void of unfeeling in my heart
I reach out my hands, searching
Grasping for stability
On a firm foundation
But I feel cast out in infinite space
Floating, without control
Reality can seem
So much more promising
Though it's tedious at times
And seemingly more dull
Compared to my imaginings
Maybe I can arrive somewhere
Right in the middle of
Reality and Imagination
Grounded creativity
Neither too monotonous or
too ungrounded
With both feet on the ground,
An open heart
And a artistic mind
All working for the same purpose
To bring some healing
Into this world.
