Nov 2023
I live
In false reality,
So they say.
A world of 'nonsense'
And 'immature play'.
A world where one
Cannot be torn.
No heart to break,
Nobody to mourn.
For here I lay
On my bed,
To breathe.
Creating a creation,
Only known to me.
As Stars and moon
Begin to shine.
Through world of wonder,
That is only mine.
And this little truth,
Is truly divine.
In false reality,
So they say.
A world of 'nonsense'
And 'immature play'.
A world where one
Cannot be torn.
No heart to break,
Nobody to mourn.
For here I lay
On my bed,
To breathe.
Creating a creation,
Only known to me.
As Stars and moon
Begin to shine.
Through world of wonder,
That is only mine.
And this little truth,
Is truly divine.
This poem is solely about the truths of Maladaptive daydreaming, to escape the reality of life to enter your own. Please do enjoy!
