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J Bjork 7d
Intangible
You look like the kind of person
that I could share silence with
and I’ve been made a fool
from reveling in this idealized mess
ever since the day that
we never met

Only saw a face,
as it shifted through shadows
at your kinetic pace,
masked in a smile from
this wistful summer glare,
and intricate details that
long to match your
auburn hair

Neurons started firing,
daydreams cascade and blend,
my infatuation
twists and bends
into a proclamation of art
that recycles upon waking up:
my continuation
of getting lost in
whoever / wherever
you are
08/18
#beauty #daydream #love #girl #longing
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Driyani Alduri Mar 9
Hopeless Daydream
I want to be there for you
The way you are there for me
Because in the end
You're the only one I see

I just want someone to love
Someone to care
Someone who will always
Always be there

You don't lie
When I ask for truth
Because you know me
And I know you

I just want someone to love
Someone to care
Someone to listen
To all the woes I share

You helped me to fix
These problems I face
And I remember the night
You held me in your arms as I cried

I just want someone to love
Someone to care
Someone who will always
Always be there

I want to see your face
And hear your voice
But I can't
And I never will

Because you're just a dream
Some long-lost hope
Because I'm just a poet
Some hopeless daydreamers
#song #dream #daydream #love
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𝓔𝓷𝓿𝔂 Mar 8
π‘…π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’
𝐴 π‘π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘žπ‘’π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘’π‘‘π‘¦, π‘€π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛,
𝑇𝑖𝑠 π‘£π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘  𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘›.
π‘†π‘’π‘’π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘›π‘’,Β Β 
𝐴𝑛𝑑 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘¦, 𝑦𝑒𝑑 π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛.

𝐴 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘§π‘’π‘β„Žπ‘¦π‘Ÿ π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘”,Β Β 
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘Žπ‘™π‘π‘’π‘›π‘”π‘™π‘œπ‘€ π‘π‘œπ‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘›.
𝐴𝑛 π‘’π‘™π‘¦π‘ π‘–π‘Žπ‘› 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛',
π‘Œπ‘’π‘‘, π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘“π‘’π‘™ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔.

π‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘“ π‘Žπ‘› π‘’π‘£π‘Žπ‘›π‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘–π‘›,
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π΄π‘šπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘–π‘Žπ‘™ π‘π‘’π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿ 𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛'-𝑖𝑛.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘›π‘Ž π‘œπ‘“ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘›, π‘Žπ‘π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›' π‘‘π‘œ π‘”π‘™π‘–π‘š,
Lπ‘’π‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›' π‘Ž π‘™π‘’π‘ β„Ž, π‘œπ‘“ π‘’π‘“π‘“π‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘›π‘π‘’ β„Žπ‘¦π‘šπ‘›.

πΏπ‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘› π‘’π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘™ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’,
π‘Œπ‘’π‘‘, π‘Žπ‘› π‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘‘π‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ π‘π‘™π‘–π‘šπ‘.
𝐴𝑛 π‘’π‘™π‘¦π‘ π‘–π‘’π‘š π‘œπ‘“ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’,
πΊπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘Ž 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘’π‘π‘–π‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘¦.

𝐴 π‘£π‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘œπ‘›π‘¦,
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘  π‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘™π‘–π‘‘π‘¦.
𝐴 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘¦,
𝐼𝑛 π‘Ž π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘™π‘š π‘œπ‘“ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘¦.

π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘ , 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘€π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘‘π‘¦,
𝑇𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘Ž π‘”π‘™π‘–π‘šπ‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘“ π‘’π‘π‘–π‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘¦.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑑𝑖𝑠 π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ, 𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘Ž π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’.
A reverie? a daydream?, will my reveries ever exist or era's and epochs will pass by without it being no longer just a reverie?
#daydream
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Lillian Feb 27
Mind Realm
I'm enveloped into my mind
This world was never meant for my kind,
So I fade way into pure imagination
Were I'm met by fascination
And I am greeted by my own Validation
My realm is realities Evacuation
Here everything is strange
But I wouldn't exchange
This dream-like place
For the face
Of desperate society
That causes my anxiety
In conclusion
Stay in delusion.
#realm #dreams #reality #life #anxiety #outcast #daydream #mind
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PhantomDreamer Feb 19
The magic of imagination
A whole world at my fingertips
Mine to create and explore
To fill with people and cultures
To bloom from nothingness

Mine to take care of
Mine to destroy
Mine to avenge
Mine to protect
Mine to adore

I have sought love and found it a million times
Lived happily-ever-afters for millennium
I have crafted worlds where everything is perfect
And worlds where it doesn't matter that it's not

Boredom and loneliness are things of the past
For in this place I have all that I need:

A
Home
A dimension
A grand adventure
A sanctuary for my soul
A place where I can finally belong

I live two lives:
My life there
And my life here
Here, in reality
Dull, plain reality
Where I am Cursed
And love skillfully evades me
Where my happily-ever-after taunts me just out of reach
Where there is pain and danger
But without the promise of love and adventure
Sometimes I wish I could stay
Stay in my world
But I could never pick just one
One Para or character to become
Because I love them all
One world to inhabit
Because they are all so wonderful
And good things wait for me
On the other side of the Metamorphosis

One day, everything will be great
We will always Triumph
Alii Semper Vincemus!

And my worlds will always be there for me
I will always have my power: to go wherever I please outside the realm of reality

Someday, I'll share my power with the world
But for now it is my sanctuary
My one reprieve
Nothing
Can ever make me give it up
As a Maladaptive Daydreamer, I have a sort of real life superpower: to enter fantasy worlds in my head. Too bad they're so good I wish I could stay there. Even if it's the literal zombie apocalypse, I still find myself longing to live there for real, at least for a little while. Every blessing comes with a curse I guess.

The world I'm writing about is Lindsavadia, a fantasy world of my own design. I drew it, and am world-building and culture-building right now. I actually created it for a book I'm writing! Writing a novel is HARD, but really fun. This is the first daydream that I introduced Lindsavadia to. I decided to use my daydreams as a technique for world-building, because it needed a lot of work. So I threw some of my favorite Paras in there and took them on a grand tour of Lindsavadia. Best idea I've ever had! The world-building is going GREAT! Way better than if I'd stuck to writing only.

I never thought I'd get this far. Truly amazing. I don't know what I'd do without my Paras and worlds. I hope that someday, I'll be able to share this magic with everyone

Sorry for the ESSAY haha!
#madd #maladaptivedaydreaming #maladaptivedaydreamer #daydreamer #daydream #paras #fantasy #love #longing #magic
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Peter Gerstenmaier Feb 10
Almost
You buried me
Half the world away
And a lifetime ago

Yet you find me
In your every daydream
In every foreign touch
In every what if...

Almost...
But never quite
How haunting is that?
#almost #daydream #touch
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PhantomDreamer Jan 5
Who am I if not Caligula?
What do I do now? I don't even want to think about it, think about
How my life is splitting apart at the seams and all of my panicked
Outcries are doing nothing to stop it.

Amazing, I think, that I've lasted as long as I have.
Maybe this is for the better?

I tell myself, but it tastes like a lie in my mouth.

If I cease to be Caligula, what do I have left
For myself. I am nothing, nothing!

Nobody truly understands that I am losing everything and am
Out of my mind with pain and fury. I can't stop
Thinking, why me? Why is it always me?

Can't I have good luck just one time? I'm not
Asking for much. I'm scared, no, terrified that my
Life is ending quicker than I ever anticipated. I wanted to die
Grandly, in a wild blaze of glory. Not with my whole life
Upturned, sinking slowly, suffering wildly,
Losing what I worked so hard to achieve,
And wishing I could go back and be great one more time.
Written by another para (who, obviously, goes by the name Caligula), in the future/ after I end his suffering and pack the daydream away to start over again
#caligula #suffering #daydream #daydreamer #maladaptivedaydreamer #maladaptivedaydream #para #perspective #madd
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PhantomDreamer Jan 4
In the stars
I've always searched the stars
Wondered if there could be something there
for me.
Maybe a home? Maybe an origin?
Maybe even love.
They say we are all made of
stardust.
Then why is it so hard to get along?
How can beings with stars inside of them feel
hate?
So every night, I search the stars,
wondering if, somewhere, maybe, just maybe,
someone is out there,
searching the stars
just like me.
Longing for love.
Family.
A home that is not just a place, though that sounds nice too, but a
feeling, a
person.
Who loves me as fiercely as the sun loves the moon,
so much that we will make an
eclipse
together.
Are these things really written
in the stars?
Written from the perspective of another para, Soren, who's a lot sweeter than Necare
#daydream #daydreamer #para #maladaptivedaydreamer #stars #love #soulmate #longing #moon #maladaptivedaydream
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