dreamt last night
beautiful horrible
living a fairytale
walking in the midst of enchanted forests
talking with giants and elves
a mere dream not real
figments of my imagination not real
not real
torn
revel in it abhor it
embrace it flee it
can't wake up still sleeping
beautiful horrible
3 comments:
"Beautiful horrible." I like that phrase. That was inspired. I'm jealous.
I think the same way sometimes. My head is never in a place where it needs to be. I wonder though...what could I accomplish if my thoughts were rightly focused on what needed to be done, and on the other hand, what would life be like without a world of imagination...
mmm ... that wasn't so much the case ... it's funny "beautiful horrible" ... that feeling has been following me all day ... perhaps it's been there longer only to be realized by this dream. it was an ethereal feeling. i was living in the moment ... but my mind ... my mind knew that it couldn't be so. if anyone had seen me, they would have been thinking i was having the time of my life. but in my mind i kept telling myself, "it's not real. it's not real." this beautiful dream was actually a nightmare.
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