A distant daydream,
a memory I can't escape.
No matter how hard I try,
It always catches up to me.
A garden that floods,
as soon as I'm awake.
The cheering of a crowd,
that I can't make out.
Loud noises,
distorting my thoughts.
I try to forget,
But I'm dragged right back.
Am I real?
Is this real?
I can't escape these dreams,
It doesn't matter if I'm awake.
So I go back to bed.
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC
A distant daydream,
a memory I can't escape.
No matter how hard I try,
It always catches up to me.
A garden that floods,
as soon as I'm awake.
The cheering of a crowd,
that I can't make out.
Loud noises,
distorting my thoughts.
I try to forget,
But I'm dragged right back.
Am I real?
Is this real?
I can't escape these dreams,
It doesn't matter if I'm awake.
So I go back to bed.
