I'm grateful for my avatar Functioning well, the odd scar Often bored of my own skin I visit worlds waiting within Physical demands eventually disrupt Noisy distractions persist, interrupt When night falls they tend to refrain Hours may pass, I still remain Inside transcendental places Meeting new n' familiar faces My senses heightened Existence enlivened An economical holiday Safe and far away From all life's worries And its incessant flurries Experiencing new chapters That my brain captures Just like "actual" memories Stored in my treasuries I'm starting to realise That each sunrise Lights a world that I can Explore as a man Just as I do with glee In Dreamland so free The difference being I'm no longer dreaming Choices endure So I like to ensure My future gains By this choice which remains What choice do I mean? The ever moving scene The Present as they call it You get to draw it Your body the pencil With so much potential Constantly writing Is the story exciting? It's hard to know But I'm keen to touch snow Which I've done in Dreamland. Just not in Queensland. Nor any physical place. I want to go to space.
A wonderful world With all good and bad There is a place in the corner of the world Where the flowers blossom every second Water falls from the sky Which is always sparkly even you die There lives an animal kingdom Where everyone has wisdom Their king was a wise lion Humans don't exist there But tourists does That is a land of wishes Where every wish of yours is fulfilled This is the place where you find everything you deserve But, For all this you have to lose what you love the most
Shining brightly in the night In the corners of our minds Dancing with the dead Wherever that may be If there at all But still you do Smiling down from the heavens Passing on your good wisdom Then walking back among the living Just for two days One just for you The other for the rest But still you do roam Lingering to say Your greetings and farewells Then ascending Back to that magical place Dreamland
- Jay M November 1st, 2019
Today is the first day of the dead; All Saints Day.
do i want to even dream? fall into that loop of you standing there me breathless again admitting all my mistakes admitting maybe you're irreplaceable but i wake up every time taking a deep breath catching up to reality again because its been a while since i've seen you heard from you even thought about you you make it so easy to fall in love you make it so easy for me to hate you do i even want to dream? fall into a lucid cycle of thinking i was good without you kissing you hard letting your hands fall where they shouldn't regretting and breaking glass but focus wake up again the sun rises and i'm back knowing i'm fully in love with everything i hate about you