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Dreamer

May 18, 2016
By literallyliterary BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
literallyliterary BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"The roof is not my son... but I will raise it."


This migraine is chronic
Yet ironic
How in all my years of crying
I never thought of trying
To hide or find the pieces
Of my broken dreamer’s mind I
Feel like I'm wasting time
I feel weightless, I've lost my mind
I used to climb
Up golden trees
But now I'm prone to freeze
When I see a perfect person, place or thing
I try to bring
All I've got to the table
But I'm unable
To hear what they tell me
To be and breed
What I need to feed on
To stay alive
I won't apologize
For the pain and lies
I've had to deal with
This is the fifth
Time I've told you this
But I always seem to miss
My mark


The author's comments:

So this is kind of about my poetry; often when I share my poetry, I'll get feedback that the meaning behind my writing isn't clear enough. I feel like have trouble conveying the right meaning in my writing, and this is sort of me throwing up that frustration on paper. It's also about how my thoughts can often be really scatterbrained and hard to collect, and that also contributes to my frustration. A lot of my poetry feels like it goes all over the place, jumping from one area to the next, and I need to focus more.


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