Being Poetic..

My heart flows with a pressing deception

Like a bird in a cage, I feel trapped with no direction

These dark streets will have no mercy

On the faint of heart, living a life in naivety

 

Pressed to believe the lies

It’s a fiction I constantly read with my eyes

I’m walking around in disguise

Living in a matrix with no place to hide

 

Sometimes I just want to sleep all day and disappear

To a place where the wine flows freely

A place where my enemies are friendly

A place where the love is so thick it becomes surprisingly tasty

 

 

Though, there are traces, of which I can’t ignore

Inside lies the music of the beauty of life that I so adore…

It’s a song which reminds me of somewhere I’ve never known

 

Does somewhere like this exist?

Will I find it?

If it does, then where is it?

I think I’m just dreaming

 

Poem: I’m Dreaming

Author: Jason Perry