Bitter Dreamer as of Lately
Bitter Dreamer as of lately
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Sunday, June 14, 2009 at 3:03am |TIME : 6,88985 : 00 AM
TROUBLE SLEEPIN (BAD DREAMER)
CURRENT MOOD: NOSTALGIC
I’m up lookin up outta my window and all I see is dust a few lights and a few heads walkin the streets
Oh I thought it was just me who couldn’t sleep and even if I could I can’t go bak to dat scary dream
A dream of a tomorrow’s dream that shattered devoured by an evil power trying to destroy my being, my creativity, my will ,my hunger my lost and my sane reality.
Shame I scream as blasphemy leak from the words I speak, get out of my brain and where did u develop? How did u seep into my brain? Was it my ears or my nostrils? Couldn’t b my eyes cause it’s still closed..All in all I wanna be strong and not conform to beings but this pressure of daily life sucks the wind out of me obligations and expectations of the ones around me barely realizing that there’s a ME inside of me that’s wants to move but is forced to stand still by a menace that’s tryin to trap me and lay me down but I will never trade what I know for who to do I don’t roll in that crew will never do wat they do
So why me?
Why attack this being tryna succeed envious thoughts and over zealous tendacies forcing to reach my peak… it all takes time and as I waste my time thinking of a dream that never existed my mind plays tricks on me every once in a while but lately its been too often.. is this truth manifested that im infested with something that’s greater than me or beyond my belief an ego that was born in less than an hour already gainin power of the saint that my heart yearns to be..wait this can’t be life and if it is ill fight for a way out:there has to b another dimension another plateau a microcosm for lost souls free from extortion ,abortions, drugs and conformin a better way of livin type place to raise my kid in trust in this thing they call god he ll replace better dreams and make that one even better than the nightmare I had an hour ago.. (wake up)
CURRENT MOOD: NOSTALGIC
I’m up lookin up outta my window and all I see is dust a few lights and a few heads walkin the streets
Oh I thought it was just me who couldn’t sleep and even if I could I can’t go bak to dat scary dream
A dream of a tomorrow’s dream that shattered devoured by an evil power trying to destroy my being, my creativity, my will ,my hunger my lost and my sane reality.
Shame I scream as blasphemy leak from the words I speak, get out of my brain and where did u develop? How did u seep into my brain? Was it my ears or my nostrils? Couldn’t b my eyes cause it’s still closed..All in all I wanna be strong and not conform to beings but this pressure of daily life sucks the wind out of me obligations and expectations of the ones around me barely realizing that there’s a ME inside of me that’s wants to move but is forced to stand still by a menace that’s tryin to trap me and lay me down but I will never trade what I know for who to do I don’t roll in that crew will never do wat they do
So why me?
Why attack this being tryna succeed envious thoughts and over zealous tendacies forcing to reach my peak… it all takes time and as I waste my time thinking of a dream that never existed my mind plays tricks on me every once in a while but lately its been too often.. is this truth manifested that im infested with something that’s greater than me or beyond my belief an ego that was born in less than an hour already gainin power of the saint that my heart yearns to be..wait this can’t be life and if it is ill fight for a way out:there has to b another dimension another plateau a microcosm for lost souls free from extortion ,abortions, drugs and conformin a better way of livin type place to raise my kid in trust in this thing they call god he ll replace better dreams and make that one even better than the nightmare I had an hour ago.. (wake up)
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