In a dream-like state
Inside my mind Is a World I create.
A paracosm with endless possibilities.
I escape the world's hostilities.
I’m different than most but also the same,
We all face sadness and pain
In this existence, what do we hope to gain?
I hide behind a heavy curtain
in my paracosm I am certain
I have the world in the palm of my hand and when things don’t go as planned
I go back to my inner land
A place with beauty and peace.
Departed from all my anxieties.
I ponder what life has in store for me.
I stress and do my best
But I just want to be put to rest.
My fantasy land is where I have retreated each time the world has me defeated.
Until I have found my life’s purpose
The paracosm is where I’ll remain.
Hello everyone, above you just read my first attempt at writing, I guess what could be called a poem. I hope to improve my writing and get all my ideas and feelings written here. So I hope you all enjoy.
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