I have always lived in a story,
it is just my nature, to drift in non Reality,
To breathe out universes and lives and fractured skies
That will Never physically materialize.
No. i’m
Not illogical,
Not nonsensical, paradoxical, theatrical
I have some semblance of reality grounding me
But… have you ever tried to fly?
To be reborn anew each night and day like a phoenix?
To live a thousand lives before serene sleep,
and die a thousand deaths dug deep?
Oh mother,
My curse is clear. I Am A Dreamer.
I care far too much in times that don\'t matter
And far too little on times I should rather.
I live between the tick and chime,
A haunted ghost misplaced in linear time.
I was born whispering fables, fighting fire aflame,
and I’ll die unnamed, always still doing the same.
I persist.
I exist.
I drift.